Shared Intimacy

Of all our moments of shared intimacy,
laugh and kisses,
will allways remain a sleeping print
in a hidden-away corner of my skin.

And may I ever wake up
feeling anxious,
or with the unbearable weight
of emptiness upon my breast,

shall warmth just flow out
from that trimmed piece of intimacy
once sealed by your lips.

Sin rumbo

Me fuí sin haber estado.
Volví allí de donde nunca me fuí.
Y en ese trayecto de estaciones imposibles
perdí algo que nunca creí poseer.