The Dusk Zone

Tuve un momento Keats hoy por la tarde mientras me nebulizaba. El exceso de mocos bronquiales y el recuerdo de la marquesa de Harvestone me hicieron escribir estos versos. Se lo dedico y le agradezco por su amistad, aunque el poema parezca una declaración apasionada, al ser escrito por mí, sabemos que ello es imposible. Uno hace tiempo que dejó de sentir...!

I have in the world,
four things there for me,
the moon, and the stars,
and also the seas.
And then, I have thee...

And I found in you,
of all these perfections,
the bright of the stars,
my deepest affection
that glitters your skin,
the pale and the dark,
oh, heavenly queen.

And blue, lost and deep,
You keep in your eyes
the lovely of all,
The majesty seas.

And I find myself,
so lost into thee
that I want to sleep
this wonderful dream
lost, deep into you,
as inside the seas
oh, marveled blue,
skies, moon and thee.

Please, blind me in your bright
and drawn me in your arms
I´m lost, in the dark
if you have my heart
the majesty night.

Vuestro,

Lord Byron