tango me #poetry

tango me through wars and tears

until you sew my wounds and crack my lips

until children running in the streets

touch my body with their fears.


tango me through narrow hidden alleys

in which eternal lovers passionately kissed

against the coolness of gray walls in summer nights

play with my dreams like children play with kites.


tango me into your battered soul

until we feel the pain of ancient knives

teach me the moves of mystic loves

and tango me until the end of life.