UN POEMA DE LAUGHLIN

Where does she go
when she closes her eyes
when we are making love?

She is there by my side
yet she isn´t there

If I touch her she trembles
but says nothing

One night I asked her
where it was she travelled

This time she smiled and
answered don´t be worried

I´ll never be far from you
the land I visit

Is the land of the poems
you have written for me.