Como camina

In the distance of the ravine,
I see my beloved approaching.
Moving her body like no other,
I feel she takes me to the moon.

How she walks......

I fix my gaze on her hips,
Cutting through the air like scissors.
Then on her waist, floating,
Over my burning eyes.

How she walks......

But look at her treacherous hair
and her delirious eyes,
legs that reach the neck
and that impressive ass.
Destroying anything
that stands in her way,
she crosses the ravine
while I imagine her.
How she goes, goes, goes in her immensity,
like the medicine for my illness.
She leaves footprints on the earth
that when touched, become fine
like colored clay.
Look how she walks!