The Moon Sang On The April Chair
When the moon sang on the april chair you were a face to paint tulips
grey steps, eyes on the walls, red-green women
perched cats, in your world of arcanum and usual
you took me by hand to the white ancient taste of childhood
you took me by hand to your worldmap reign arcanum and usual
la luna cantó en el abril silla
Cuando la luna cantaba en la silla de abril eras una cara para pintar tulipanes
pasos grises, ojos en las paredes, mujeres rojo-verdes
gatos encarnados, en su mundo de arcanum y habitual
me tomaste de la mano al sabor blanco antiguo de la infancia
me tomaste de la mano a tu mapa del mundo reinado arcanum y habitual