Not Easy

You will agree that's not easy to dream when, you've seen your dreams die into your arms then. Putting aside prudence and pride yet yourself on that breath you decided to bet. You will accord that's not easy to hope if, you've seen your hopes roam off like waif. Without fearing it was vain or right all yourself you gave on that sight. Dear friend, I dunno if you can think what means, closed your eyes, alone, to fall in the absolute void and sink. Dear friend, I wish you could think what means, opened your heart, alone, to see that bunny you loved be not pink. It's sad, believe me, in the night the head on your wet pillow to set not to dream again, but to forget whom you wanted just to hold tight. [Neuquen, Argentina Dec 4 2007]