I have tasted your heart,
I soaked my teeth in softness of shy beats
Of crystal walls that have permeated my entire interior
Touching parts of me that make me mortal.
You touched my face giving me a moment of intimacy
What I've been waiting for centuries,
For thousands of hungry bites
Of excruciating pain permeated with scents of your lips and skin.
The color of your eyes reflects in every area of ​​my thoughts
And floods my world with shades of withering lilies
And cyclamen covered with frost.
I stopped in that moment, dipping my hands
In all that constitutes your being,
Covered with red traces of your moves,
Stunned with the way you move in space
That is soaked with my loneliness, cold pain
And icy sounds of abandonment.
I do not want to be separated from these longings that you have awakened in me,
From the smell of your pores
And from the touch of your hair on my lips.
You're a reindeer whom I dream
Imprisoned by my desire that you really exist,
And that you fulfill my crying hopes
That once, I'll see how you wake up
And on which leg do lean
When you accidentally stop in passing.