"You, always the same, you
Friendship, tenderness,
I can’t describe it….
You’ve been like my shadow, you
The story of love
that never was…
You, eternally mine, you
A hotel, your body
You, my secret friend, you
A rush of passion
Early morning love
There exists no bond
between you and me
nothing of love
nothing at all
You, the same as yesterday
The unconditional one
who asked nothing of me
You, the same as yesterday
the one I didn’t know how to love
…I don’t know why
You, so intense, you
Solitude, affection,
I can’t describe it….
You, the hours I felt my lowest, you
The body of a woman
A pair of white roses
There exists no bond
between you and me
There were no promises,
nor vows
nothing at all
Friend,
You, the same as yesterday
the unconditional one
who asked nothing of me
You, the same as yesterday
the one I didn’t know how to love
…I don’t know why…"
By Juan Carlos Calderon