EL AMOR - IDA GONZALEZ "PROPHECIES."

IDA GONZALEZ

LOVE

PROPHECIES.

Love is not a passionate kiss
not a holiday on the calendar
not give flowers on February 14
unfading love is a feeling eternal
not prose with the ink in your veins
not fire four eyes thousand stars
fragile rose eighty thousand tons
your eyes are not your eyes but never wilted.

These are the arms that opened at Calvary
are the thorns that hurt its one hundred
is that spear that wounded his side
her beautiful eyes stained with gall
is a tree bathed in blood
are those that adorn their skin sores
her beautiful face so disfigured
is vinegar with bitter gall mesclado
with bitter gall.

Love knows no boundaries
races or cultures or flags
not your body on fire ofrendado
not an act before men is a attitude to the sky
not prose with the ink in your veins
not fire four eyes thousand stars
fragile rose eighty thousand tons
your eyes are not your eyes but never wilted.

/ / These are the arms that opened at Calvary
are the thorns that hurt its one hundred
is that spear that wounded his side
her beautiful eyes stained with gall
is a tree bathed in blood
are those that adorn their skin sores
her beautiful face so disfigured
is vinegar with bitter gall mesclado
With bitter gall.