November 27, 2012


Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 8:36 am


con tus manos

estoy el simbolo

de tu franqueza


con tu seno

canta a las


de mi cabeza.



mis suenos

con una riolada

de hojas fregantes.



mis espaldas

con plumas que hacen

ranuras gigantes.


Mis ojos miran

a tu cuerpo

mi alma bebe

tu esencia

tu fregancia

guardas mi attencion

con la vision

de tu afeto.


Respiro felizmente

grito alegremente

mi pecho

esta lleno

con carnes

de gallinas.





  1. wont you translate it for us?

    Comment by Sharmishtha Basu — November 28, 2012 @ 5:18 am

    • “Touch Me”
      Shape me
      with your hands
      I am the symbol
      of your intimacy
      possess me
      with your bosom
      sing of the reflections
      of my head.

      You brush
      my dreams
      with a stream
      of fragrant petals.

      You paint
      my shoulders
      with feathers that make
      large grooves.

      My eyes look
      at your body
      mi soul drinks
      your scent
      your frangrance
      you hold my attention
      with the vision
      of your affection.

      I breathe happily
      I scream joyfully
      my chest
      is filled with
      goose bumps.


      Comment by migueltio — November 29, 2012 @ 11:22 pm

  2. now this is what i will call an amazing, romantic poem! what a beauty. glad that i requested you to translate it!


    Comment by Sharmishtha Basu — November 30, 2012 @ 10:06 am

    • You are totally amazing too! Thank you so much!
      **Blushing as red as a pommegranite.

      Comment by migueltio — November 30, 2012 @ 10:12 pm

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