I Want a Wild Love
(inspired by Alfonsina Storni)
I want a wild love,
of claws and teeth,
that will ambush me,
brazenly,
on a bright sunny day.
βAlfonsina Storni
I am the martyr,
bound to the stake,
burning
in the shadow of you.
You are everywhere around meβ
and inside my emptiness,
you love me
and, humbly,
I let you unfold
my own distortion.
Your generosity pierces
beneath the deepest woundβ
one that is no longer yours
to claim.
I will raise a toast to youβ
to your presenceβ
and another to myself
in this fevered moment.
If this is the end,
let it be precise and clean.
Sharpen the crystal,
and let my blood
pour out to the final drop.
Could these stages of words
be the noblest amulet
in my anthem?
I raise a toast to the sun,
to meadows and generationsβ
and I enter your gaze.
And my death itself.
