Te vi pasar,
vivida imagen,
que en mi adormecida mente
te soñé despierto,
en un desierto
de besos hechos polvo,
que privan a mis labios de su asombro
hasta dejarlos sedientos.
Te vi pasar
Levantando tu vestido
con la punta de los dedos
negándole a los charcos
momentos placenteros
y a mí la brevedad
de ver tus pasos diminutos...
I saw you pass,
vivid image,
that in my sleepy mind
I dreamed you awake
in a desert
of kisses turned to dust,
that deprive my lips of their wonder
until they are thirsty.
I saw you pass
lifting your dress
with the tips of the fingers
denying the puddles
pleasant moments
and to me as soon as possible
to see your tiny steps...
