Shooting Star of My Dreams

You are so distant

Like the night itself

You are so ephemeral

As the step

Of a shooting star.

You are so bright

That even in your distance

I can see you

As if you were

In front of me,

Smiling at me with your

Caramel cheeks,

With a look

From which your eyes

Naked they want me.

And everything happens in the

Lapse of a blink,

In the span of a kiss

Of those that month you give

When you are not

absent.