My Magic Window

There is a window in my room open every night,
and I can do a trick to make it face wherever I want,
that way I can freely play with the light,
and look at everything I normally cant


Through it, I can see the moon, a star, and I say
that if I strain my eyes I can see your home,
I try to turn it around, so I can look away,
but it's only through familiar streets I roam


If I open the window it takes me to that gate,
inside that vestibule where our lips first met, oh jest
that's played cruelly on my mind by fate
let me forget the feeling of your chest against my chest


There is a window in my room open every night,
and I can do a trick to make it face wherever I want,
that way I can freely play with the light,
and look at everything I normally cant... 

Manuel Eduardo Dato Torres

30/07/12