Who kissed my smoking pipe?

I just woke up, and I found my smoking pipe has a lipstick mark.

A trace of smoke is still struggling to fade in the air.

Who could it be? A lipstick mark in my pipe!

A whore? a lady?, a nun?...?

- I quickly ran to the window to see if I can still see her coming out of the apartment, crossing the street maybe.... everyone is outside, but her.

..Her? Who is her? I don't even remember..

Dam! I have to stop doing crazy things..

Then I decided to let that thought rest so I went to the bathroom to finish opening my eyes with a shot of water to my face.

I bowed to the sink, quickly rubbed my face with water and stood back to dry it with a towel.

It was in that attempt that I glanced to the mirror.....



FUCK! What's that?

I have lipstick on?


I have lipstick on my lips, perfectly put on! but how? I mean Why?

Shit what did I do last Night?

Portrait

It's raining outside
I'm watching how everything gets damp;
The ghosts paint with the water
portraits of their loved ones.

I'm watching how everything gets damp.
People say they recall
their loved ones
when it rains.

People say they forget.
Every one is absent
when it rains,
perhaps crying silently.

Every one is absent,
lost;
perhaps crying silently
melancholic.

Lost,
The ghosts paint with the water
melancholy.
It's raining outside.

Bosco

Retrato

Afuera llueve.
Yo estoy viendo como todo se moja;
Los fantasmas pintan con el agua
los retratos de sus seres queridos

Yo estoy viendo como todo se moja.
La gente dice recordar
a sus seres queridos
cuando llueve

La gente dice olvidar;
Todo el mundo esta ausente
cuando llueve,
llorando tal vez en silencio.

Todo el mundo esta ausente
desaparecido,
llorando talvez en silencio,
tristemente,

desaparecidos
los fantasmas pintan con el agua
tristemente.
Afuera llueve.