You’re the Smile that Peels Back Space

I dreamed I saw a flower
that was left between the yellowed,
musty pages of a book ancient and faded,
but it wasn’t you…
Because in many dreams I’ve seen you,
you’re the fragrance,
not the petals left asleep, withered by time.
No! You’re the eyes that will seduce me,
you’re the smile that peels back space,
and your body, which will stretch across the oceans,
becomes part of loving things I can’t replace.
In a house that’s made of plasticine and heartbeats,
on a bed of chamomile and Freixenet,
in a kiss that rips away my lips like lightning,
I have dreamed you flew to me from far away.
So I know you’re not that lonely faded flower,
that was left behind forever to remain,
but a symbol of someone’s romance, not ours,
or of the suffering that comes when lovers stray.
You can never be a symbol, you’re too vibrant,
you’re the quintessential love that rips my flesh,
that in ecstasy consumes eternal hours,
that in dreams I feel a thousand hours awake.
C.2020, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 18 FEB 2020, Valencia, Spain
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