Regalo del fin de semana

Un poema de Saradha Soobrayen, un regalo para el fin de semana...un regalo para el fin.

I will unlove you

I will unlove you and become hollow,
undo every feeling from its hold.

I will lose one lung and restrict blood flow,
deflate my heart and circulate the cold.

Numb my tongue and choose not to swallow,
tie up my larynx, let love go untold.

Squeeze the tenderness from my marrow,
and scrub sensation from every fold.

Will I still be your Saradha tomorrow?
What becomes of us when love lets go?