Resurrection

I read your letter
as the words cried with me.
Every night I am not here.
I am holding you tight,
whispering in your ear:
"good night Jorge, te amo...
Have sweet dreams"
Then I hum you a song:
a lullaby in Portuguese
and my eyes melt in yours.

It's been pretty hard
for both of us.
You can't sleep,
I can't go ahead.
How many times have you saved me?
How many times have I saved you?
Why didn't life teach us how to fly?

That song tore my insides.
Can't shake the dust off my wings, my gentle man,
Meu bem-amado.
Everything will never be enough
without you.
Where we've been is good and gone.
Where have you been?
Where have I gone?
Do we have a choice?

I can hear you play live
the same song as I catch the bus
to work, feeling I can't carry on
anymore for I don't know what
I'm doing here.
George, say it will be alright.
George...hush...no tears now...
Why am I crying? Why are you crying?

You asked me where I find the pleasures
in my life?
In you.
You asked me where the pain in my life is.
In you.
George, I don't know what life has planned
or if I will survive my weaknesses, weirdnesses
and sense of not belonging to this galaxy, planet,
country, state, body and soul.
But one thing is crystal clear: I love you.
I suffer when you suffer,
I dream when you dream,
I sleep when you sleep.

George, why is life so short
and love so deep?

Iris (the Infinite Radiant is)
might be weeping for you and me
for you left me adrift in a sea of covers
and I slept in a ocean of dreams.

George,I read your letter 32 times.
I read your letter till the words blurred
and the world stopped revolving
and for some time I was alive again.

Karla Bardanza
For George

Meu Bem-amado - My beloved one

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