Treasure Island

Ramon Lopez Velarde

(1888-1921 / Mexico)

Alma En Pena


A fuerza de quererte
Me he convertido, Amor, en alma en pena.

¿Por qué, Fuensanta mía,
si mi pasión de ayer está ya muerta
y en tu rostro se anuncia los estragos
de la vejez temida que se acerca,
tu boca es una invitación al beso
como lo fue en lejanas primaveras?

Es que mi desencanto nada puede
Contra mi condición de ánima en pena
Si a pesar de tus párpados exangües
Y las blancuras de tu faz anémica,
Aun se tiñen tus labios
Con el color sangriento de las fresas.

A fuerza de quererte
Me he convertido, Amor, en alma en pena,
Y con el candor angélico de tu alma
Seré una sombra eterna.

Submitted: Monday, September 06, 2010

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