"The afternoon taht you came , Tango"

                                           

                                                                                         "Leonid Afremov"
                                               
                                                    " The afternoon that you came , Tango"
                                                                                            ( tango )
It fills that afternoon
and that night with alunadas corners.
There is a patio that incriminates you , by absence,
from the day that you left .
The vast night , does not relieve me ,
of that scent of jasmine ,
 And it is , that wall that still demand
your missing shadows ...

The " mufa " was kindled;
neighborhood , with its treacherous defeat.
I remember that pink dress ,
and Tu, in the pleasant company of your cousins ​​...
And that " College of nuns "
 where I first saw you .
Immediately you provided me ,
" Butterflies in the stomach " ..
And you were already ... inevitable.

I saw you ... get your classic "seal" friendly smile ,
And with matted " crowns " of coloratura ...
Garden profuse spring
sweet melancholy afternoon sun .
I saw your arrogant "charisma "
was divided by the idle " Hallways ."
Eager as an arrow,
my crush was imminent.

Al " fate " always for you ...
done with his secret, unpredictable.
Life , every so often , you favors
just think of your beautiful black eyes.
Nothing ... to bliss , as even,
as of this afternoon .
Much nicer ...
the daily shame  ...

First , up , strong, , ,
You have been the mercy of the " decline" ...
From You, all,
started Serme different .
Every so often , I go to "college Nuns " ...
to recall , those glorious moments .
I acknowledge that the dream " Happiness " I have lived ,
For many so alien and unthinkable ...
It would seem that to life , it is much more convenient or feasible ...
Promote the " perfidious misery "
So common in others, and in these times ... forgettable...

"mufa" = bad luck

Daniel H  Guasti
pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar