Poesía(…) – Poetry(…)

Salobres susurros
descarrilan por su torso
mientras estalactitas
adoquinan mi mirada.

Escucho meditabundo
como se destierra su presencia
entre las dunas callejuelas
y el embalaje nocturno.

Protectorado maquiavélico
para acometer su rastro, encontrando el sendero
entre un maleficio engendro que nos agasaja
descarrila cuando exhalas.
Su esencia personalizada
el único atisbo de esperanza
para dilucidar su rastro
acometer el sendero
que su aroma exhala.
Recorrido que intrépida y a solas
va ensalzando pórticos tras su sombra.

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Brackish whispers
derail down his torso
while stalactites
cobble my gaze.

I listen meditatively
as his presence is banished
among the dune alleyways
and the night packing.

Machiavellian protectorate
to undertake its trail, finding its path
between a bewitching evil spell that graces us
derails when you exhale.
Your personalised essence
the only glimmer of hope
to elucidate its trail
to undertake the path
that its scent exhales.
A journey that intrepidly and alone
extolling porticoes behind its shadow.

O.