I like the drawing
I remember a strange flower
that was born on my napkin
from a coffee stain
with figure and silhouette.
I put it in a frying pan
to brown it slowly
so that I would have to eat it
even though I was a rag.
But first you should know
that perhaps it has come to me
to give me to understand
with a careless kiss.
As I have loved that woman
who has me confused
and now she makes me believe
that I've had enough to drink
to see her reborn
in a flower that has been reborn
strange enough to know
but beautiful yes, I say it.
Thank you, greetings.