and let your coquettish spirals clatter [like bells].
If it isn’t a moan,no,
it will be an exhaled1 metaphor,
the warm center/heart of your mouth.
If you were more than a game,
your craved cold curves
of words, these—or not these—
would be sighs of «I forget to breathe them»
True? No. No. A lie.
And look at them, written they are.
a make-it-explicit for me without saying it,
laid open, and forbidden,
like fugitives, fled from lips
lips aflame and silenced,
that drown their horizon.
1 In Spanish, espiradas sounds close to espiral (“spiral”),
even though it means “exhaled.”