Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

You come at night with the fabulous smoke of your black hair trees and trees of sorrow my body catches fire and quivers the eternal is immobile stones thrown into the windstorm tend to become unique oh tree, my heart parts from a faraway place to reach your brow with nocturnal beasts in its eyes and blocks that fall from its hands you immerse me in the phosphorescent sea where my being comes to life I roll down the slope of your body to your feet twin constellations in this earthly night where we read the history of the world

the bitterness the white corals of your eyes the scintillating blows to your temples the wave that erases the sparkle in your eyes the tapestry the putrid flower the delicate aroma of your armpits the equestrian turtle of your fingers sailing across my skin