The waves
and your hair
Waves,
undines and blue beings from the deep sea accompany me when I think of you.
They surround me, kiss me, touch my body to remind me of your caresses.
I don't
want to leave this paradise, this madness, this endless desire. A universe that
begins and ends in your arms, infinite, magical, ideal.
Soft steel
swords pierce through my feelings, to find you behind them, when you ignore me.
Hard and heavy rest of wrecks, scattered on the beach, are my wishes when your
gaze takes refuge in you looking down at the ground.
Your hair
made of water and eternal wave, gathers my sorrows, envelops them and magically
turns them into love.
Las olas y tu pelo
Ondas, ondinas y seres azules de las profundidades
marinas me acompañan cuando pienso en
ti. Me rodean, me besan, tocan mi cuerpo para recordarme tus caricias.
No quiero abandonar este paraíso, esta locura, este desearte
interminable. Un universo que empieza y termina en tus brazos, infinito,
mágico, ideal.
Blandas espadas de acero atraviesan mis sentimientos, para
encontrarte detrás de ellos, cuando me ignoras. Duros y pétreos restos de
naufragios, dispersos en la playa, son mis deseos cuando tu mirada se refugia
en ti mirando hacia el suelo.
Tu pelo, ola y onda eterna, recoge mis pesares, los envuelve
y mágicamente los convierte en amor.
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