fuente
Oh splendor of magnanimous treat!
I am a blushing transparency
in my open poetry
I am of a shameful lust
of unconscious milestones.
What a beautiful aroma you shine on me,
I have abdicated in your breath
of a silent crested zephyr
and of an unprecedented pleasure evoked.
Odysseus flames of sublime invention,
your jurisdiction unleashes the renewed conflict
of my wild hair,
and on my torso declares
the traditional dance of my waist.
Today my naked environment is announced
as an axiom
in the mighty kingdom of your covenant,
like an embellished calender
of legitimate sea.
Hold me, Odysseus
the rumors of my body
with the fertile fury of your lips
when the carnal pose of your eyes
they feel my raging waves.
I feel the firm ground of your root
that spreads a whole mess
between the leaves of my fruit.
I feel your rain
that scald my bounty teaches,
your brief lashes of words
that sigh in my skin to delirium.
And I feel the drops that your tongue deposits
in my open fables
crowned with a shrill roar
that makes my mountains a great hell.
Odysseus, my monarch,
I hold your fierce combat,
in a blazing breath of fiery fury,
a mischievous hymn to the brave flight of your embrace.
Oh odyssey!
my odyssey, my monarch
have the solid nectar of my feet
wealthy on an old merlod,
lick my elusive samples
with its agitated meanders
Getting from me an elegant tempest
of provoked sights that set afire
your defiant illuminated towers
until the nocturnal punishment underhanded.
Your clarity asks for a full spirituality,
a true sense of perception
in the accentuated existence of your domains.
A sum dominated by delusions
at a mercy offered
in cosmic generosity
for my breathless invitation
in the stretched breath of your lips.
When I reconcile the warm surprise
of your playful drunkenness
with the empire blow of my hardened sputtering,
who crave the obvious appetite of your pasture
and the peaceful garden of your heart
is that I understand why I live
in your world.
Make me a low-cut triumph on your chest
of a fine wonder of exquisite virginal,
an exquisite exclamation in unprepared grace
in the chosen virtue of your glorious name.
Lavish body!
let me make a delight in your arms,
with your waves of fragrant roses
and a mouthful of tender wine getaway
let the regrets torture
of my areolas
How much breath leaves in me
every trace of your cause,
your thick fragments of charms
and the refined perfume
of such perpetual evocation.
Caressed your empire to the wild
the obstacles raised by your arms
with the tyrannical incarnations of your chest
in a chaos of hallucinogenic potions.
He exalted dramatic feelings
wrapped in the dagger of your waist
with a sick mix
where my pleasant nature resides.
Your evocative strength engraved in my work
the stormy rains
of your pleasant moan
I hold the momentum of your thick gems
of irreverent and inexplicable charms
timely exaggerations of my kisses
between eager stars with clairvoyant eyes.
He displayed bold words
of charming beauties and rare skies,
words of innumerable stelae
and unspeakable fury
Grant me odyssey supreme powers!
the bucolic peculiarity of your eternal elegy,
the reigning fire of your hell
and the suggestive stream of your skin.
Grant me odyssey
the cursed blessing of your colors
the praised maslo robust
in my overflowing wench.
Grant me your shame incitement to sin
to the conjured merit of your miracle
when you captivate me
your overflowing voracity
Inspire me and I will be the rubric of your sonnets
in the unknown privilege of a caress,
the cool forerunner of a look
when in your precocious boil
I separate the trails from your cocoon
with a pleasant enjoyment.
I want to follow you on the relief
abstruse of your chord,
in the excesses of imposing words
when the wind creates in our bodies
the decadent element of a fragrance.
You, my odyssey, bring my dominated airs
in a homeric suffocation,
when I discover in your daring gallantry
your most tyrannical outbursts
that surprise me
as a prelude to a dawn.
Author: @alexandrabarraez
Country: Venezuela
Genre: Poetry