Confiando en el discurso | Poesía [ES/EN]

Primero
te quitas la piel
sin tener idea de lo que significa.
Se la entregas a ella,
confiando en el discurso
de quien no te hará daño,
de quien dice amar
sin tener puta idea
de lo que significa el amor
y aún así le encanta que le digan puta.
Nunca la viste como una puta,
le abriste el pecho,
tuvo los orgasmos
jamás previstos con plumas,
con cubos de hielo en sus pezones,
suspiros
en sus costillas como una mujer
a quien entregaste todo,
no como una cualquiera,
porque de veras la mordiste
en el deshielo.

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First,
you shed your skin
without a clue what it means.
You hand it over to her,
trusting the words
of someone who won’t hurt you,
someone who claims to love
without having a fucking clue
what love actually means—
and yet, she loves being called a whore.
You never saw her as a whore;
you laid her chest bare,
she experienced orgasms
never before imagined—with feathers,
with ice cubes on her nipples,
sighs
against her ribs, like a woman
to whom you gave everything,
not just some random girl,
because you truly bit into her
during the thaw.

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