Your Feet

When I cannot look at your face
I look at your feet.
Your feet of arched bone,
your hard little feet.
I know that they support you,
and that your sweet weight
rises upon them.
Your waist and your breasts,
the doubled purple
of your nipples,
the sockets of your eyes
that have just flown away,
your wide fruit mouth,
your red tresses,
my little tower.
But I love your [...]

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XVII (I do not love you…)

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your [...]

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The River Merchant’s Wife

While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
I played about the front gate, pulling flowers.
You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse,
You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums.
And we went on living in the village of Chokan:
Two small people, without dislike or suspicion.
At forteen I married My Lord you.
I never laughed, [...]

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Dejame…

Dejame descansar en tus senos
y cuidar de tus sueños
y al despertar dejame ser rocio de besos y paz
… dejame hacer de tu dias una magica aventura
de tierras neuvas por conquistar.
N. Gamboa

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Untitled

Late at night
I talk with the ocean.
I sit on the sand.

A million grains make a cozy seat,
But only one grain is felt profoundly
finding its way to my mouth.

We never get tired of looking at each other,
The ocean and I.

We contemplate who is deeper.
Tonight I win.

When I speak,
Waves break in reply.

The moon listens,
a passive observer.
I raise my head and acknowledge his [...]

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Looking for your face – Rumi

From the beginning of my life
I have been looking for your face
but today I have seen it
Today I have seen
the charm, the beauty,
the unfathomable grace
of the face
that I was looking for
Today I have found you
and those who laughed
and scorned me yesterday
are sorry that they were not looking
as I did
I am bewildered by the magnificence
of your [...]

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Viceversa – Mario Benedetti

Tengo miedo de verte

I have fear of seeing you

necesidad de verte

necessity of seeing you

esperanza de verte

hope of seeing you

desazones de verte.

uneases of seeing you.

Tengo ganas de hallarte

I have willingness of finding you

preocupación de hallarte

worry of finding you

certidumbre de hallarte

certainty of finding you

pobres dudas de hallarte.

poor doubts of finding you.

Tengo urgencia de oírte

I have urgency [...]

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Tonight I can write the saddest lines

Puedo escribir los versos…

Tonight I can write the saddest…

Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Escribir, por ejemplo: -La noche esta estrellada,

Write, for example, ‘The night is starry

y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo lejos-.

and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.’

El viento de la noche gira [...]

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Give All To Love

Give all to love;
Obey thy heart;
Friends, kindred, days,
Estate, good fame,
Plans, credit, and the muse;
Nothing refuse.
‘Tis a brave master,
Let it have scope,
Follow it utterly,
Hope beyond hope;
High and more high,
It dives into noon,
With wing unspent,
Untold intent;
But ’tis a god,
Knows its own path,
And the outlets of the sky.
‘Tis not for the mean,
It requireth courage stout,
Souls above [...]

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Táctica y estrategia

Mi táctica es
mirarte
aprender como sos
quererte como sos
mi táctica es
hablarte
y escucharte
construir con palabras
un puente indestructible
mi táctica es
quedarme en tu recuerdo
no sé cómo ni sé
con qué pretexto
pero quedarme en vos
mi táctica es
ser franco
y saber que sos franca
y que no nos vendamos
simulacros
para que entre los dos
no haya telón
ni abismos
mi estrategia es
en [...]

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