Siembro mariposas en la pared,
ilusión,
dudas,
pausas,
lo evidente.
Regresar,
morder labios
con el futuro entre tus piernas
y un suspiro
como un golpe en la caricia.
Esta publicación fue parcialmente traducida con Google Translate.
I sow butterflies on the wall,
illusion,
doubts,
pauses,
the obvious.
Returning,
biting lips
with the future between your legs
and a sigh
like a blow within the caress.
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