LOST:

She was lost,

In a bed as big as a Spanish bull ring,

In a place where only the mute sing,

In a home where rooms had no doors,

Not in heaven or hell, but between floors,

Without him, she was lost.

 

She was lost,

In a forest of time, without any hours,

On ocean bed, with no trees or flowers,

In the sky up high, without any clouds,

In places of loneliness, without any crowds,

Without him, she was lost.

 

She was lost,

Within her heart, since he´d gone away,

In the arms of Angels, telling her to stay,

He said, “It’s not time yet, for you to go”,

Leaving her lost, upon winds that blow,

Without him, she was lost.