Aphrodite
And Aphrodite granted me her reddish
hymen which I longed
to push open
tough veil of my ambition
hymn that
I sang over the earth’s
green bosom
on white bed-sheets rough
and unapologetic
where I learned
to measure
feminine superiority with shades of color
that I was born to enjoy
during the harsh hours
of peace.
Suddenly I became impious;
her arms went around my neck
holding me captive
in lustful thoughts
enjoyable and unspent
and I saw inside my grave
oars of my boat leading me
across the little cove
to where I always seek to arrive:
into her embrace
impious that I became
and an apostate
profane supporter of bulbs
ardent defender of the oath we took
under the auspices of the full moon
Libros Libertad 