Wish, whisper, whip

Ask me if I still breathe deeply
Ask me if I've already been drowned
by hours and Awareness and dusty ol' fears
-face to face, side by side-

Etch our memorial, Stranger
-and keep me closer, closer, closer-
then let me break into a run
Neither dazed nights nor last chances

but I'd hold you in my hands if I could
I still would hold you -don't forget
Maybe it's all we need: hold me, hold you
Nothing else

PD: En mi defensa diré que, sin mayores pretensiones, cuando escribo en inglés lo hago de oído. Es decir, a lo que cuadre y mejor me suene. Perdón por el absurdo.

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