After I Met You

(Estribillo)
Since I found you, I need nothing more,
You’re the light I live for,
All that’s bright, all that’s real,
In you, I find what the world can’t reveal.

[Verso 1]
After I met you,
Everything else seems in vain:
The sun, to brighten my days,
And April, to bring its roses again.

(Estribillo)
Since I found you, I need nothing more,
You’re the light I live for,
All that’s bright, all that’s real,
In you, I find what the world can’t reveal.

[Verso 2]
Let the dawn find a new task,
I no longer need its rays,
For I know a light that wakes
And brings shadows to life in its ways.

(Estribillo)
Since I found you, I need nothing more,
You’re the light I live for,
All that’s bright, all that’s real,
In you, I find what the world can’t reveal.

[Verso 3]
Let those who love stars seek night,
But my universe feels whole,
For my astrology sees
Their darkness, dim, and cold.

(Estribillo)
Since I found you, I need nothing more,
You’re the light I live for,
All that’s bright, all that’s real,
In you, I find what the world can’t reveal.

[Verso 4]
The East can exhaust its mines
On the greedy who break them apart,
But I enrich my sight with more gold
That’s yours alone to impart.

(Estribillo)
Since I found you, I need nothing more,
You’re the light I live for,
All that’s bright, all that’s real,
In you, I find what the world can’t reveal.

Something more

[Verse]

I want to be in your life

Something more than a moment,

Something more than a shadow,

Something more than a desire.

I want to be, within you,

An unerasable trace

A constant memory,

And a single truth.

[Chorus]

I want to be more than a moment’s grace,

A timeless mark, your heart’s embrace.

To pulse in your prayers

With the fear of being left behind.

To be, in all and through all,

A part of you.

An endless thirst

For caresses and kisses;

But not a habit

Of always being near.

[Chorus]

I want to be more than a moment’s grace,

A timeless mark, your heart’s embrace.

[Instrumental]

[Verse]

I want to be in your life

A sorrow of absence,

A pain of distance,

An eternal longing.

Something more than an image,

Something more than a dream

That, conquering roads,

Arrives, passes, and goes away.

[Chorus]

I want to be more than a moment’s grace,

A timeless mark, your heart’s embrace.

[Instrumental]

To be the tears in your eyes,

And laughter on your lips.

To be the end and the beginning,

Darkness and light,

In earth and in heaven,

In life and in death,

To be, just as in my life,

You have come to be.

[Chorus]

I want to be more than a moment’s grace,

A timeless mark, your heart’s embrace.

To look at you

[Verse]

My tactic is

To look at you,

To learn who you are,

To love you as you are.

My tactic is

To talk to you

And listen closely,

To build a bridge with words

That nothing can destroy.

[Chorus]

My plan is simple, steady, clear—

To hold you close, to keep you near.

My tactic is

To stay in your memory,

I don’t know how or

Under what excuse,

But to stay within you.

My tactic is

To be honest

And to know you are too,

To make sure we don’t trade

In illusions,

So that between us

There’s no curtain,

No chasm.

[Chorus]

My plan is simple, steady, clear—

To hold you close, to keep you near.

[Instrumental]

[Verse]

My strategy, however,

Is deeper and more

Simple.

My strategy is

That one day, somehow,

I don’t know how or

Under what excuse,

You’ll finally need me.

[Chorus]

My plan is simple, steady, clear—

To hold you close, to keep you near.

I’d trade a kingdom

Lady of the darkened veil,

In purple robes devoutly clad,

For a kiss from you, so frail,

Boabdil would give all he had.

He’d trade his finest warrior’s lance,

Of Zenete’s boldest pride,

And with it, the fresh green glance

Of Darro’s riverbank beside.

[Chorus]

For a kiss from your lips, rare and true,

I’d trade a kingdom, all for you.

He’d give the joyous games of bulls,

And if it lay within his hand,

With the Moorish dance in full,

The courage of the Christian land.

Oriental rugs, the finest wares,

Helms and armor, incense rare,

And if your worth surpasses theirs,

Even forty riders there.

[Chorus]

For a kiss from your lips, rare and true,

I’d trade a kingdom, all for you.

For your eyes are stars that rise,

Dawn’s light stirs from their gaze;

They lift the Orient's bright guise,

And the world basks in their rays.

Your lips are a ruby bright,

Divided in grace, a gem in two;

They plucked it from God’s crown of light,

Fashioned wholly for you.

From your lips, that smile flows—

Your tongue, with peace it sings…

Soft as morning’s breeze, it shows,

On gentle, purple wings.

[Chorus]

For a kiss from your lips, rare and true,

I’d trade a kingdom, all for you.

 

Oh, how fair a Nazarene

For an Eastern harem’s delight,

With loose, dark hair’s lustrous sheen

Against a neck of crystal white.

On a bed of velvet lying,

In fragrant clouds she rests,

Wrapped in white veils softly sighing,

Of Mahomet’s daughters, blessed.

[Chorus]

For a kiss from your lips, rare and true,

I’d trade a kingdom, all for you.

Come to Córdoba, my Christian rose,

As sultana reign with grace;

And your sultan shall be, fair and close,

A humble slave before your face.

He’ll give you wealth beyond compare,

In Tunisian gowns adorned—

But with beauty, could you dare

To pay the worth he has sworn?

[Chorus]

Lady of the darkened veil,

For a kiss from you so frail,

Boabdil would give his land;

And I, my Christian queen, for you

Would gladly give a thousand heavens, too,

Were they in my hand.

She moves like morning light

 

[Verse]

As she passes, she greets, and through the breeze,

Her voice, early like dawn’s first tease,

In the square of light from a windowpane,

Fogs not the glass but breath’s soft strain.

She's early like the tolling bell,

A fairytale, an unbreakable spell;

And when she cuts through time’s fine thread,

The morning spills its white blood, softly spread.

[Chorus]

She moves like morning light, soft and bright,

In every glance, a dance, taking flight.

[Instrumental]

[Verse]

Dressed in blue, she heads to school,

Walking or floating? The line’s not clear;

A breeze so light, she disappears—

In morning's blue, it’s hard to know,

If she’s the breeze, or the dawn’s glow,

Or the girl who passes, soft and slow.

[Chorus]

She moves like morning light, soft and bright,

In every glance, a dance, taking flight.

[Instrumental]

[Verse]

Dressed in blue, she heads to school,

Walking or floating? The line’s not clear;

A breeze so light, she disappears—

In morning's blue, it’s hard to know,

If she’s the breeze, or the dawn’s glow,

Or the girl who passes, soft and slow.

[Chorus]

She moves like morning light, soft and bright,

In every glance, a dance, taking flight.

Cover

[Verse]

Cover, my love, the heavens of my lips

With that fierce foam of frenzied white,

Jasmine that sears, yet blooms so bright,

Sprung from coral’s crimson tips.

Intoxicate me, love, with your salty bloom,

Your sharpened flower that knows no doom,

Folding its fury in a crowned delight,

A clove of fire unleashed in flight.

[Chorus]

Cover me, my love, in petals so rare,

In waves that burn yet dance in the air.

[Verse]

Oh, let your flow embrace so tight,

That snowy rush through flesh’s gate,

To watch your slender neck release,

As stars and jasmine drip and chase,

Falling in dewdrops, light and sweet.

[Chorus]

Cover me, my love, in petals so rare,

In waves that burn yet dance in the air.

I love you deeply

 

[Verse]

I love you at ten in the morning, at eleven,

And at noon. I love you with all my soul and

With all my body, sometimes, on rainy afternoons.

But by two in the afternoon, or three, when I

Start to think about us, and you think about

Lunch, or the daily grind, or the joys you lack,

I begin to hate you, quietly, with

Half the hatred I keep for myself.

Then I go back to loving you, when we lie down and

I feel that you were made for me, that somehow

Your knee, your belly, tell me so, my hands

Convince me, and there's no better place

For me to come to, for me to go, than your

Body. You come to me, whole,

And for a moment, we both disappear,

Diving into the mouth of God, until I tell you

I’m hungry or tired.

[Chorus]

I love you deeply, fiercely, then,

Hating softly, once again.

[Verse]

Every day I love and hate you helplessly.

And there are also days, hours, when I

Don’t know you, when you’re as distant as another man’s woman.

I worry about other men, I worry about

Myself, my sorrows distract me.

It’s likely I don’t think of you for a long time.

So you see—who could love you less than I do, my love?

[Chorus]

I love you deeply, fiercely, then,

Hating softly, once again.

I will fill

 I will fill your time with my time,

I’ll lock my gaze within your eyes,
I’ll breathe only with your breath,
I’ll give you everything and nothing, all at once.

I will fill my hands with your body,
I will cover your body with my kisses,
And in my kisses, I’ll cage your lips:
My love will be the wildest, not the wisest.

I will fill your inbox with messages,
With my verses, a bit cheesy, but sincere,
I’ll try to love you the best I can,
And make you a little happy—or so I hope, my dear.

When you are mine (cancion)

[Verse]

When you are mine,

I’ll throw a party inside my head,

The sad ghosts within will dance with joy,

My sordid thoughts will all go out to feast,

And at last, my fantasies will explode in bliss.

[Verse]

My love, when you are mine,

I’ll cast away the sadness from my soul forever,

And even a bit of my old melancholy.

I’ll instantly soften my useless harshness,

And regain the laughter I once had.

[Chorus]

When you are mine,

The world will finally shine,

All my dreams will come alive,

In your love, I'll truly thrive.

We’ll chase the stars, we’ll kiss the night,

Together we’ll set the skies alight.

When you are mine,

Everything will be divine.

[Instrumental]

[Verse]

I promise you, my sky, that when you are mine,

I’ll guard your love like the greatest treasure,

Like a devoted worshiper of your newfound joy,

I will keep watch so the flame

Of our great passion is never cold.

[Chorus]

When you are mine,

The world will finally shine,

All my dreams will come alive,

In your love, I'll truly thrive.

We’ll chase the stars, we’ll kiss the night,

Together we’ll set the skies alight.

When you are mine,

Everything will be divine.

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]

When you are mine,

The world will finally shine,

All my dreams will come alive,

In your love, I'll truly thrive.

We’ll chase the stars, we’ll kiss the night,

Together we’ll set the skies alight.

When you are mine,

Everything will be divine.

In the dark

 [Verse]

I watch you in the dark,
Your face outlined against the night.
Within the contours of your features,
I see the endless plains of your brow,
The warm wells of your eyes,
The soft hills of your cheeks
With paths my kisses traced,
Leading to the loving spring
Of your lips.

[Verse]
I watch you in the dark,
I see your eyes,
And in them, I see your love, I feel your desire,
Your gaze brings a light
That draws me in, and I surrender to your kiss.
I see your eyes,
I see my feelings in their mirror,
I see myself, but different,
Purer, more honest, without flaws,
I see reflected in them my love and my madness.
I see your eyes,
And I close mine, silent, beneath a kiss.

Museum of my room

 [Verse]

Welcome,
To the museum of my room.
You cannot touch a thing,
Just look from the corner gloom.
Nothing here is for sale,
It’s impossible to price
What is preserved within this tale.

[Chorus]
Here, you’ll see displayed,
Everything that she once touched,
Every place where she had been,
Every spot where she kissed me so much.
Here, the air is kept untouched,
The air my love once breathed.

[Verse]
This is my chair,
Where she often sat down.
There she rested,
Crossed her legs, and with her gaze
Stirred my desire, no sound.
Sitting there, my friends,
She spoke to me both much and few,
As I held her close, embracing all we knew.

[Chorus]
Look at this glass,
Where her lips once sipped.
It must not be cleaned,
There might still be
A trace of where her lips had kissed.

[Verse]
This is the bed,
Narrow,
Perfect
For keeping us close in its embrace.
Here she gave herself,
This bed, my friends,
Though it looks so small
(And by physics it truly is),
Was for us immense, after all.
This bed holds her scent,
Its sheets wrapped her form,
Its pillows held her up
As she gave me her love, so warm.

[Chorus]
And this is me,
The last piece in this display,
Trapped in the days
When I still had her with me,
In that time so happy,
A place from which I’ll never be free.

[Instrumental]

[Verse]
This is the bed,
Narrow,
Perfect
For keeping us close in its embrace.
Here she gave herself,
This bed, my friends,
Though it looks so small
(And by physics it truly is),
Was for us immense, after all.
This bed holds her scent,
Its sheets wrapped her form,
Its pillows held her up
As she gave me her love, so warm.

[Chorus]
And this is me,
The last piece in this display,
Trapped in the days
When I still had her with me,
In that time so happy,
A place from which I’ll never be free.

I love you

 I love it when you smile

And I kiss you without haste,

Then after the kiss, once more,

Your smile is born again in grace.

I love you after the shower,
For you smell of jasmine bright,
Though the water on your face
Has washed away the crimson light.

I love you when the night falls,
As twilight wraps you in its hue,
I take your hands into my own
And in the dusk, I embrace you.

I love you in the morning's glow,
Before you're fully awake,
And I see last night’s kisses
Still lingering on your lips to take.

De tí

 

De tí

De tí solo gocé tu cercanía
Tuve que conformarme con mirarte y soñarte
Pero con tanto miedo, con tanto sobresalto
que una mirada mia
pudiera sin querer acaso lastimarte

A tí aprendí a desearte
ocultando mi impulso
aprendí a disfrutar de todo que es tuyo
más sin aparentar mis ansias de adorarte.


Disfruté de oir tu voz
Suave, armoniosa, tierna, como un beso al oido
me extasió tantas veces
el movimiento leve, al hablar, de tus labios.

Te miraba y tenía
que dejar de mirarte
para no demostrar la pasión en que ardía
Te miraba y mirarte
era el dolor más grande con el que padecía.

Museo

Bienvenidos
Al museo de mi habitación.
No pueden tocar nada
Solo mirar desde una esquina
No se vende nada
Es imposible poner precio
A lo que aquí se conserva.

Aquí se puede ver
Cada cosa que ella tocó
Cada lugar donde estuvo
Cada sitio donde me besó
Aquí se conserva el aire
Que mi amada respiró.

Esta es mi silla
Donde tantas veces se sentó ella.
Ahí descansó,
Cruzó sus piernas y me miró
Y su mirada provocaba mi deseo
Sentada ahí, caballeros,
Ella me habló tanto y tan poco
Mientras yo, a su lado, la abrazaba.

Vean mi vaso
Donde bebió ella,
Se prohibe fregarlo
Puede quedar todavía
Alguna huella de sus labios.


Esta es la cama
Estrecha
Perfecta
Para obligarnos a estar muy cerca.
Aquí se entregó ella,
Esta cama, amigos,
Que parece pequeña,
y según la física lo es,
fue para nosotros inmensa.
Esta cama conserva su olor
Sus sábanas la cubrieron
Sus almohadas la sostuvieron
Mientras me daba su amor.

Hay otros objetos
Los que estuvieron más cerca de ella,
De su piel o de su sexo
Pero lo siento,
no están en exhibición.

Y este soy yo,
última pieza del museo,
Que he quedado atrapado
En los días que la tuve
En aquel tiempo tan feliz
Del que no podré escapar nunca.

lmmm, junio 19, 2004

Dos mundos

Yo vivo en dos mundos
En un mundo rosado
Y en otro mundo negro

Uno es un mundo de flores,
Otro es de zarzas y espinas,
Uno es un bello palacio
Otro un castillo sombrío,
Uno es un río espumoso
Otro un pantano de muerte,
Uno es día, otro es noche,
Uno es tibio, otro frío
Uno es risa, otro dolor,
Uno es fuente del amor
Otro es cuna del hastío.

Estoy veinticuatro horas diarias en el mundo negro
Excepto las pocas horas que entro en el mundo rosado

En el mundo rosado ella es mía
Me pertenece toda, la poseo
Sus caricias me absorben y me llenan
Sus besos me alimentan y me excitan
Sus ojos me iluminan, me provocan
Su cuerpo me enloquece, me enajena
Beso y vuelvo a besar su dulce boca
Ella me abraza tierna, sonriendo me acaricia
Y me hace estremecer cuando me toca.
Y cuando en un delirio de pasión se entrega
Creo ser su amor, su sueño, su destino
El dueño de su risa, su respiración loca
El rey de sus miradas, sus besos y suspiros.

Pero en el mundo negro ella, o no está
Y extrañándola, solo, y triste me atormento,
Las horas veo pasar como un desfile,
No puedo concentrarme ni calmarme un momento
Ni dormir o pensar
Todo el tiempo la pienso. Que hace, adonde va
Me imagino mil cosas, me oprime el sufrimiento
Y otras veces está, pero tan lejos
Que no creo distinguir ni el color de sus ojos
Su mano aunque esté cerca, no puedo ya tocarla
Veo moverse sus labios, (está diciendo algo),
Solo atino a pensar que es prohibido besarlos.
Y ella misma, mi Dios, también está distante
Me trata como a un hijo, un amigo, un hermano,
¿ Tal vez quiera olvidar que a veces soy su amante ?

En el mundo rosado ella me ama
En el negro, con suerte, tal vez me compadezca.

lmmm 3-6-04

Pensando en tí

Hola, mi amor
Como cada día y cada minuto
Estoy pensando en tí
Cierro mis ojos y te veo,
Extiendo las manos y te toco
Acaricio tu cara,
De la que ya me sé cada detalle,
Mis dedos se magnetizan
Al contacto de tu piel
Y una cálida sensación me invade,
Atraviesa los poros de las yemas de mis dedos
Tensa mis músculos
Y desborda mis venas,
Recorre todo mi cuerpo
Haciendo latir y estremecer mi corazón.

Sigo pensando en ti,
Recuerdo tu mirada,
Serena, cariñosa, sosegada,
Pero a veces tan ardiente, excitada,
Provocadora de mis locos desvaríos.
Y veo tus ojos claros que me miran,
Me reconfortan y a la vez me perturban.
Tus ojos tan tranquilos como un río
Pero también como un río, rápidos,
arremolinados, peligrosos.

Pienso en ti
Y me pregunto
¿ Qué va a ser de mi vida
si tú no estás conmigo?
¿ Quien, con sólo una palabra
va a poder darme alivio?
¿ Volveré a perder la paz que disfruto a tu lado?
¿ Perderé de nuevo el optimismo
y volverán la nostalgia y la tristeza a vencerme?
Sé que las hay más jóvenes, más bellas,
De impresionantes cuerpos
Con talles de sirena.
Pero, aun suponiendo que ellas me soporten,
No podrían remplazarte,
Ni yo lo quisiera

En la oscuridad

Te miro en la oscuridad
Tu rostro se perfila contra la noche.
Dentro de los contornos de tu cara
Veo la llanura infinita de tu frente,
Los pozos de agua tibia de tus ojos,
Las colinas suaves de tu mejillas
Con los senderos trazados por mis besos
Que conducen al manantial amoroso
De tus labios.

Te miro en la oscuridad
Veo tus ojos
Y en ellos veo tu amor, siento tu deseo,
Su mirada trae una luz,
Que me atrae, y yo me dejo, hacia tu beso.
Veo tus ojos
Veo mis sentimientos en su espejo
Me veo yo mismo, pero otro
Más puro, más honesto, sin defectos,
Veo reflejados en ellos mi amor y mi locura.
Veo tus ojos
Y los cierro, callado, bajo un beso.

lmmm, 17-4-04

Tus labios

Tus labios
Mi cielo, son la fuente
Inagotable, pura
Donde tengo la suerte
De poder beber la vida
Para no temer la muerte.

Tus labios
Son, cariño, el tibio manantial
Donde sacio mi sed
Donde entro, me sumerjo y me refresco
Donde único puedo abrevar
Y alimentarme a sorbos de tus besos.

Tus labios
Frescos, tibios, helados o ardientes
Me arrebatan, me excitan,
Me calman o me enternecen.
Los tengo y soy egoísta,
Tus labios me pertenecen.

Tus labios
Besándome, besándolos,
Anunciándome tu entrega
Esos labios, amor mío,
Los llevo yo adonde quiera
Adheridos a los míos.

lmmm, 17-4-04

Mis manos

Mis manos

Mis manos se me van hacia tus manos
Quiero a cada momento acariciarte
Quisiera estar en otro continente
En tal lugar que nadie nos conozca
Ni que a ningunos otros conozcamos

Mis manos me traicionan, las malditas
Todas las precauciones me resultan pocas
Ellas de alguna forma se me agitan
Y tu brazo o tu mano, algo te tocan.

Mis manos todo el tiempo tras las rejas
No pueden extender su recorrido
¡ Quiero la libertad de acariciarte !
Quiero poder ignorar esos testigos
Que no dejan en paz poder amarte

Por una caricia tuya

Por una caricia tuya

Por una caricia tuya
Daría mi tranquilidad
Mi locura y mi razón
Mi cordura y mi verdad

Por una sola caricia tuya
Sería un negociante incierto
Pues daría yo sin dudarlo,
Hasta un millón de besos.

Esta es de Ernesto Cardenal

Muchachas que algún día leáis emocionadas estos versos
Y soñéis con un poeta:
sabed que yo los hice para una como vosotras
Y que fue en vano.
...
Ernesto Cardenal
Nicaraguense (1925)

Cuando seas mía

Cuando seas mía
Voy a hacer una fiesta en mi cabeza,
Mis fantasmas hoy tristes bailarán de alegría,
Mis pensamientos sórdidos se irán todos de juerga
Y estallará de júbilo, por fin mi fantasía.

Mi amor, cuando seas mía
Voy a echar para siempre, de mi alma la tristeza,
Y hasta un poco de mi vieja melancolía.
Suavizaré al instante mi inútil aspereza,
Recobrando la risa que yo antes tenía.

Te aseguro mi cielo, que cuando tú seas mía
Voy a cuidar tu amor como el mayor tesoro,
Como adorador fiel de tu nueva alegría
Velaré que la llama
De nuestra gran pasión nunca esté fría.



lmmm 8-4-2004

Me gustas

Me gustas cuando sonríes
Y yo te beso sin prisa
Volviendo después del beso
A renacer tu sonrisa.

Me gustas después del baño
Porque hueles a jazmín
Aunque el agua de tu cara
Haya borrado el carmín

Me gustas cuando anochece,
Cuando te envuelve el ocaso
Y tomo en las mías tus manos
Y en la penumbra te abrazo

Me gustas por la mañana
Cuando aun no te has despertado
Y veo los besos de anoche
Que en tus labios han quedado

lmmm 1976 ó 77

Voy a llenar

Voy a llenar tu tiempo con mi tiempo,
Encerraré en tus ojos mi mirada,
Respiraré tan solo con tu aliento
Te regalaré el todo y la nada.

Voy a llenar mis manos de tu cuerpo
Voy a cubrir tu cuerpo con mis besos
Y en mis besos enjaularé tus labios:
Mi amor será el más loco, no el más sabio.

Voy a llenar de mensajes tu correo
Con mis versos algo cursis, más sinceros,
Trataré de quererte como puedo
Y hacerte algo feliz, o eso yo espero.

lmmm 8-4-2004

Me obsesionan tus rodillas o tus manos
O tu boca o tu pelo, tus ojos o tus piernas
Y lo que más puedo desear en este estado:
Robarte una caricia, pequeña pero tierna
Así como un buen beso, ardiente y no planeado

lmmm 8-4-2004