Like a Painter

Like a Painter

Who paints just for painting

That spends ink, just for coloring

That’s how vain your words are

They emanate sound

Only for those who can’t hear.

It’s your love

As an obsolete artist,

Drawing pieces of art

In a lackluster notebook

With numbers and letters.

I love you

Just as birds fly seasonally
Always coming back where they started
Just like them, that's what happens to me.
No matter where I am
I will always come back to you.
As a safe harbor
Whose sailor seeks refuge
There is no sea or storm
May they take me away from you. 
Just like the August sun
Heats without measure
Thus, at maximum temperature
So, that's how I love you.

Strategy

My strategy is to look at you
learn how you are
See you as you are
my scheme is to talk to you
and listen to you
build with words an indestructible bridge
my plan is to stay in your memory
I don't know how 
or under what pretext
my path is to be frank
and know that you are frank
so that between the two there is no curtain
no abysses
my approach is instead
deeper and simpler
my strategy is that any given day
I don't know how or why
you’ll finally see me