Distance

No much time to say the truth.
My truth.
There is a distance between us.
Therefore, come close and listen to me…
Are there maps where Justice
has its own state?
Are they?
I wish they were. But I am afraid not.
Think about the parallel lines,
the borders undone and hard.
Think about them
when you smoke.
Take your time, pal.
There is a distance,
a concrete distance between us.
So clear, so straight, so sharp.
You want the Moon,
the whole Moon in your palms.
And I could bring it to you.
In a couple of minutes,
if you want.
But that Moon would be a fake one.
The one full of joy, respect and time.
The one unbroken, unbreakable,
unfinished and brand new
every single night.
I am hardly a dusty star.
A minimal spot in the huge universe.
A dusty star crossing the air.
Breathing with ache until the next start.
For the third time,
there is a distance between us
that cannot be erased.
You want a lover;
I want your love.
You want the whole Sun;
I am just a ray.
Let’s play our dark play.
You, dressed in blue.
Me, dressed in nude.
Listen the beat of my soul.
Here I am, just here. Not far.
Now it is your turn:
jump from your heart
and get into my house.
For a couple of seconds,
you will delete the distance.
Those two seconds:
one, two.
Tic-Tac.
Me, You.
KISS OVER.
Raül (Febrer 2016)
Mariana Ulloa
says:Que romántico, linda poesía.