NECESSITY

AMAURIS BURGOS RACINES - Barranquilla (COLOMBIA)

I need to tell you that I adore you

with the whole heart

that it is a lot what I suffer

that it is a lot what I cry

that I no longer can so much

I scream that implore you

I speak to you in name

of my last illusion.

I want you to know

that many days ago

I am sick and pale

of point not to sleep

that all have died

my hopes

my black and somber nights

that no longer you neither where

the future ran off with.

At night

when I put my temples

in the pillow

toward another world

I want my spirit to return

I walk a lot, a lot

finally of the day

my mother's forms

they get lost in he swims her

you again return

in my soul to appear.

I understand that your kisses

they must never be my

I understand that in your eyes

I must never see myself

I love you

in my lunatics and burning ravings

I bless your contempts

I adore your deviations

and instead of loving you less

I love you much more.

I sometimes think of giving you

my eternal farewell

to fade in my memories

and to collapse in my passion

plus if it is in vain everything

and you don't forget the soul

that you want you that I make

piece of my life!

that you want me to make

with this heart.

Then that it was

concluded your sanctuary

your lit lamp

your veil in the altar

the tomorrow's sun

behind the steeple

sparking the brands

fuming the censer

and opened up there in the distance

the door of the home...

Imagine that beautiful

the hours of this life

that sweet and beautiful

the trip for an earth this way

I dreamt in that when being delirious

with the shaken soul

I thought of being

good for you

not more for you.

That beautiful it had been

to live lowers that roof

both always united

and loving us both

your always in love

me always satisfied

both a single soul

both a single chest

and amid us

our mothers

as a God.

He knows God that that era

my beautiful dream

my desire and my hope

my happiness and my pleasure

well he knows God

that in anything I calculated

my zeal

if not in loving you a lot

under the smiling home

that I wrapped up in your kisses

when he loved you.

That era my hope

plus since to their radiances

it opposes himself the deep abyss

that it exists among both

good-bye for the last time

love of my loves

the light of my darkness

the essence of my flowers

my poet lira

my youth

my happiness of living

I love you.