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Sep 2018

Tus ojos, tus labios, tu boca

cual manantial que me arrulla y me refresca-

Te deseo,

como la noche a  la luna que le alumbra y le provoca

o como los montes al río.

Te deseo entre las olas y entre la arena caliente

que me quema las pisadas,

entre minutos u horas o en épocas pasadas

donde existes como Eva en paraíso

y yo mordiendo manzanas con el pecado en mi mente,

deseándote ahora y deseándote por siempre

sin promesas o compromisos

niña de tierna mirada y boca de carmesí,

te deseo,

simplemente y así-


I Desire You

Your eyes, your lips, your mouth

like a spring lullaby that refreshes-

I desire you,

like the night desires a moon provoking and shining

or like the mountains a river.

I desire you in the waves and in between the hot sand

that burns all my footprints,

in between minutes and hours or through the ages

where you existed like Eve in paradise

and I keep biting the apple sinning in a mind

that desires you now and desires you forever

without compromises or promises

my girl of tender looks and crimson lips,

I desire you,

simply like this-

September 2018
(soon, my muse will learn English again...)
Creo que sí mirásemos siempre al cielo acabaríamos por tener alas.
Gustave Flaubert


“I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.”
― Sara Gruen
Written by
Hector  M/Florida, USA
(M/Florida, USA)   
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