There are Silences

There are silences
That you do not even suppose

There is an age when animals
Who love us or believe we
Love us

Who never forgive us
Or if the retribution of love
Or resentment from loneliness

There are men who sweat
Shave with water
Uninterrupted rainfall
They wash their eyes at tears

Continuous accumulated
And so the women love them.

Hence the mothers expect them

Hence they are naive gossips
The men who do not love

There are seagulls in flames
Play at sea
Clinging to the heat

Voracious flying man
Because love
Do not say
Is just
If you make love