Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

make way for the man who does not fear the tempests of disdain, that vintage wine of love

I reconstruct my day from a fragment of light— i am the man who came to live here with his fires

the fact is even when I sleep you are the magnetic circle of my sea surf

my body the mansion of sunsets thunder  of the seas disappearing gull on a wire

let me cover your sex with mango juice and strawberries... the hidden wine of your heart on my lips your legs sweet pomegranate... let me reap  the fruits of your sweat and swallow your peaches

I love younger men air jockeys living in university corridors urban peace planners

wrapped in beautiful slogans my smile challenges scarcity and wipes away tears

hours in a vacuum... who can predict  the future when we've forgotten each other’s names