A house can be big or small,
have decorations brought from Tilcara or Disney,
damp stains, imitations of Murillo,
Pompillo-style arches or poorly calculated openings, we already know, although leaden
we can change houses,
one with more patio for your plants
one with more living room for my books,
a single life in a single century in a space
that scratches the air with the taste of your name:
a house can be light or dark
smell of rosemary, cloves or thyme,
have a horseshoe hanging for luck
or a latent Christ or a goat's foot,
can have several windows with or without bars,
many rooms or a short stay.
But it will never be a house
if you are not inside.
We are love, and where we are
we will make a home