Tus ojos apagados por tinieblas del ayer
Tras la cortina llena de neblina te encontré
Nunca fui en búsqueda de encenderte el corazón
Una lumbre repentina irradiando colores eternos
Como relámpagos festivos, de color violeta explotando en el cielo
Besos ardientes descendiendo de arriba

Me perdí en aquella luz resplandeciente que iluminaba alrededor
Como un laberinto inhabitado 
Donde abundaban las telarañas del pasado
Buscaba la fuente regocijante dentro del centro de tu alma
Avente una moneda a una fuente seca,
Como uno grita un deseo, tras una estrella rozando el cielo silencioso 

Deshidratada con un dolor eterno 
Corriendo tras fantasmas de un mañana que no pudo ser
¿Como desprenderme cuando ataste mis venas en círculos? 
Me mandaste al matadero con corazón en mano 

Vibraciones de voces incoherentes resonaron contra mis oídos
Saliendo del abismo donde me sumergiste
Murmurios que susurro el viento, incitando los recuerdos
Vestida con las cenizas del ayer, ahogada en sangre,
Fije la vista al cielo con el sabor del agua de mar en mis labios 

Repentinamente, un silencio nos envolvió 
Algo cayo y algo comenzó 
Una luz se extinguió, un sollozo se reprimió y una moneda se perdió 
Pero al menos tu fuente se prendió

The Fountain (translated into English by the Author)

Your eyes dimmed by the clouds of yesterday
I found you behind the fogged curtain
I never sought to inflame your heart
A sudden overpowering fire, radiating eternal colors
Like festive lightning bolts, of violet hues, exploding in the sky
Passionate kisses descending from above

I lost myself in that glowing light, endlessly illuminating 
Like an uninhabited labyrinth
Where the spider webs from the past overflowed
Searching for the joyful fountain at the center of your soul
I threw a coin into the dry fountain,
Like one exclaims a wish, towards a star grazing the silent sky

Dehydrated with an eternal pain
Running after ghosts of a tomorrow that never came to be
How to let go when you tied my veins in circles?
You sent me to the slaughterhouse with my heart in your hands 

Vibrations of incoherent voices resonated against my ears
Emerging from the abyss where you submerged me
The wind whispered murmurs, inciting the memories
Dressed in ashes of yesterday, drowned in blood
Placing my sight on the sky, with the taste of ocean water in my lips

Suddenly, a silence enveloped us
Something fell, and something began
A light was extinguished, a sob was repressed, and a coin was lost
But at least your fountain came to life again 

Jennifer Rodriguez is a Latina writer and admirer of all art forms. She has a Bachelor's degree in Communications with a minor in Spanish from California State University of Fullerton. She works as a public relations professional in Southern California while constantly fueling her love for creative projects, and seeking the answers of the universe through art forms. Her work has appeared in Desamor Zine, Memoir Mixtapes and Dear Movies Zine. Visit her at www.jennifer-rodriguez.com