I a spell full moon, see what fate brings me the stars. My heart overflowed, and my skin panting. Each of my pores drink the memory of your touch, again! What if I say no again because I am your poison? That when we are together he dies and I die without him you do sarcastic destination! Now do not get but the spell that I return your presence, give us the antidote compassionate beings, the Cosmos that brought us together, now separates us, once and for all give me death or give you back into my life. 
be my limit
Your body can
fill my life,
as can your laughter
fly
opaque wall of sadness .
A single word from you bankrupt
blind loneliness into a thousand pieces.
If you get close your mouth inexhaustible
to mine
drink constantly the root of my own existence.
But you ignore how
the closeness of your body
me live or how much
its distance me from myself,
down to me the shade.
You are, light on,
as a burning torch
in half the world.
not stay away never
the deep movements
of your nature are
my own law.
Reténme.
be my limit.
And I
image of me, happy that you have given me.
(José Angel Valente)
