lia [English translation]

Weave with your hair

a velvet cover

that could comfort me

should the dawn

find me naked.

Tie up your lips

between mine,

breathing in the void

I will learn how, through the mouth,

the fish both kills and dies.

You spin spider webs

that mess up with my sense

that I love you so

and it seems for no reason.

You mix up every day

with the following day

and in between days...

Wrap with your arms

a double laced bond

that ties me

to your chest, love.

Muddle up with your kisses

the part of my brain

that rules

my heart.

You tie your glance to my skirt

down my back

and I say, rather than

your eye, just put your intention instead.

Tie me up to the bed frame

don’t deny yourself

to know how much love

we can take at once.

You roll cigarettes of tenderness

and with no paper

for me to smoke them

inside …your skin.

You mess the crosspiece

of this poor marionette

and in between mess and mess

tie, tie...

• Artist:Ana Belén