Their wavy metaphors spread
on a delicate breeze
that in subtle hills of innkeeper fire
make the home of the docile vicuña beast
the path of an immortal dawn.
I invoke the voice of his bonnet
and the garrulous sky of the subdued cadejo,
a timely dock melody
with a mix of lights from her chin
where a touch recovers the strength of a kiss.
A pleasant joy is promulgated in his ejido,
a beleaguered memory in her dream world,
of titanic splendor and privileged caress.
always believing
in the full ode of his hands
those who blaspheme with graceful blessing,
an emeritus and capital time
of an energetic vibration,
the worthy perfume you have
of your arrogant knight.
and you give me
the imprint land of your domains
with a colossal opening mandate,
in this plausible room with windows
promising me honor and praise.
I catch prime time
where do you hold the motto
entrepreneur of my way
and the jury attack of charming folds
about your most lofty work.
You channel the sighs
through my impure thoughts
holding the details
of legitimate satisfaction
of lightning finishes
and steps that wave with an idyllic name.
You upload my unlimited insistences
with their poses of delusions,
create for my eyes an outraged word
that accompanies her even in the shadows
with cries from their hoarse robes
and bordering plethoras of poetic lairs.
I have learned the solemn mode of your punishment
when she decides to declare
the end of an ornate campaign
with a rain of seasons.