You Are The One

2024

You are the one...

The one who takes me to my limits,

Who makes me discover

every day a little more,

You take me

through new paths towards desire.

You make me fall into precipices of madness,

and then you lift me up to heaven,

when I'm lying on your chest.

You are the one

who takes away my shyness,

my prejudices,

who awakens my demons,

the forbidden desire of my heart,

and you make me give myself to you.

Without inhibition,

Conscienceless,

Without shame...

That even I surprise myself.

You are the one...

Just one caress from you is enough,

to wake up a storm,

a tidal wave in my body,

Just a kiss... and my screams 

make the windows of my apartment shake.

You are the one...

my seducer,

my lover,

my most burning desire between my legs.

You are the one.

and I'm your student,

Your submissive,

Your slave,

I am the clay between your hands,

I am the daisy that you remove the leaves,

I am the coffee

what tests until the last drop.

I am your moon,

also your night.

I am like red wine

that makes your blood burn.

Your wish.

You are the one,

and the sanest man I've ever known.

You know your place in my life,

But you also know

that you have become,

in an eternal caress on my body.

Cat’s Love

 

"The cat is an animal that has managed to domesticate man. It is not man who has domesticated the cat, but the other way around. The cat has chosen to live with man, but on his own terms. The cat is an animal that has not given up its freedom, that has not given up its solitude.

And yet, the cat is capable of love. It loves with a passion that is almost human. It loves with an intensity that is almost painful. The cat loves with its entire body, with its entire soul. The cat loves without conditions, without reservations.

And when the cat loves, it is as if the entire universe stopped. It is as if time stopped. It is as if reality stopped. The cat loves with a purity that is almost divine.

And I, who have been loved by a cat, know that I have been truly loved. I know that I have been loved without conditions, without reservations. I know that I have been loved with a passion that is almost human, with an intensity that is almost painful.

And for that reason, I love cats. I love their independence, their freedom, their "loneliness. I love his capacity to love unconditionally, without reservations. I love his purity, his innocence, his divinity."

(This text is an adaptation of a fragment of an essay by Borges on cats, entitled "The Cat" and published in his book "Other Inquisitions.")