For some time I did not write…

Separated by a mirror,

Long ago did not write,

A man who smiled,

A man who with a woman

The milkshake’s pudding in the snack bar and ugly names in intimacy shared.

A man who walked

And he did not get tired.

Flanned with friends through bars

From bars to bars,

Nights inside.

And in the bookstores fluttered

With girls with RayBan glasses

Or with radiant books on the shelves,

To go on Sunday through the park in the morning walk.

sp. 08/01/18