The forgotten Garden

[Mora Amaro La Loba]

Life has grown so dark lately, the sky spits fire, the earth trembles, and so do we. And while all this is happening, some sow flowers and others reap them. I leave you one here, even if it's plastic, ha ha ha.

I remember that tree
where our names remain together
surrounded by other names
among arrows and  hearts

I remember your hand in mine
the two of us strolling silent
knowing that sooner or later
reality would blow so hard
that it would separate our paths

We were each other's fruit,
children unveiling dreams,
we were so many things
that it seemed that universe
was not enough to keep our kisses

you with your cracked life
and me extinguishing the flames
of the ruins in fire of mine

Today, today,

I remember your mouth,
despite the time that has passed,
love carved in wood
in a forgotten garden


Today, today