Diario de Un Seductor

It's not your sex that I seek in your sex
But to dirty your soul:
Deflower
With all the mud of life
What has not yet been lived.

Beautiful is the incest

Beautiful is the incest.
There's a jousting tournament, and games
And the wine promises its spill
To cheer the union
Of the spouses.
Two children will be beheaded to see if the blood is good
And if it foretells
A happy union for the ages.
Candid, beautiful is the incest.
Mother and son offer each other their two bouquets
Of white lilies and orchids, and in the mouth
They already carry the kiss to wed.
And on the wedding night
The sky is also invited: rain
And thunder
And lightning, and the whole world turned into mud
To celebrate the union
Of the spouses.