Marina
Juan Carlos Baglietto
Marina
Marina just for your soft tongue
They returned the storm and the blindness
A white sky fell down your back
And in the flashes of your hair
Marina painted the hard areolas
Ripe juicy with saliva
The red burned brightly in the thickness
A deep crevice that throbbed
And the sea jumped and the slopes flowed
And the dunes sailed out to sea
When the north wind raised the snakes
I returned undone, debris in the tide
Earthquake, earthquake cataclysm
Dangerous rhythm, tsunami in the abyss
Dark
Who has never seen you can't imagine
A liquid moon in a salt flat
And a tiny sea that never ends
Thirst is not quenched with seawater
Marina on each side put me
A vertigo of ocean in my mouth
I sank with my hope to the top
And I went body to the sea in every drop
Marina better not cross you now
Mirage of the sea on the plain
The song of the waves could drag me
Lanterns of your chest and your waist
And the sea jumped and the slopes flowed