Luis Gil de la Puente - (2) Marching

My eyes keep getting misty this winter.
So much quiet cold at night
just to wait for you in the morning.

I am weak
of the unstable kind.
My wheels are used up
but I like the way
you handle speed
on those secondary roads.

Please, regulate the mirrors
and you´ll get a better view
at the sides.

I´ve always been with you.
I never failed you,
not even once,
in spite of that personal way
to drive in the city.

I understand your fear
because you use
brakes and throtle
in its pace.

I´ve learnt to accept
you prefer me
to have a smoke…

I know you can clean up
the morning frost
and your coffee smells
of loneliness.

I like your sensitivity to light,
you can feel its joy.
I can see it too.

Luis Gil de la Puente

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