Although I have not told you

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Although I have not told you
and you haven't heard it,
I invent you every day.
Like the best of days
and like the best woman in the world.
And I invent you, in your bedroom and your bed.
Which has a window
Where nothing important can be seen.
And even though I haven't told you,
every time I know I'll see you,
I know you'll see me and you'll be moved.
I'll want to taste again
your beer-flavored lips.
And while I haven't told you,
I've imagined you
with those dreams that we have dreamed.
And I also imagine you
in Venice, Paris and Monterrey.