I watched as the rain fell drop over drop
on the asphalt of a dusky street,
and as the lights of the exhausted lamps
of the old neighborhood, flickered ardently
with the sound of two heart beats.
I watched in the midst of the empty road
as the sun slept with the arrival of the night,
and I saw with incredulous eyes
what my sight was not supposed to:
the rapturous and desirous,
yet amorous eyes of a dashing man.
Yes, I watched...
as the pavement of the road
became one with the green grass
I watched...
as the sound of raindrops
scented his skin during the twilight night.
I could only watch
as the fervor of the kisses grew stronger,
and as the lights of the old neighborhood
incited me
to finally give in to the beating of my heart.
But I only watched...
until I could no longer see any more light;
right where the pavement of the road
became one with the green grass.
