WHO WILL BE

Who will be this love,
I get by drops,
In my body dry of tears,
Just come in clusters of sun,
When my body needs water,
When my life just breathe,
With cries of life, love,
Who will fill my heart,
No delirious their sorrows,
When he realizes,
That man is one man,
I hope that woman on the landing of my yard
Where the birds scream their claims,
Of Love and fights,
Who is that woman to fill me with your life,
After ostracism,
From a life of ignorance abused,
And love.

JUAN CARLOS VILLANUEVA