Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

A tiny bit of heartbreak You wanted  to play  so you opened  my mouth inhabiting me  like a sulfur storm. Each kiss  made me different. I couldn't go  to sleep. I stayed in the silence of your perfect lips. Where is your home now that I've said  goodbye?

Un poco de quebrante Quisiste jugar y por eso me abriste la boca habitándome como un tormenta de azufre. Cada beso me hizo distinto. No pude marcharme a dormir, me quede en el silencio arruinado por labios perfectos. ¿Dónde está tu casa ahora que te he dicho adiós?

It doesn’t matter anymore You were a little of what is forbidden in fairytale stories, extravagant hobby seducing uncertainties, little of what you said you were. I used to dream of walking you between the lines of your previous lovers without worrying how full of footsteps your body was, I had your skin, drank slowly from your scares, imagined you walking through the neighborhood in the dark, the moon dwelling on crystal glasses, refurbishing the mind with memories that everyone already used up