Seamos francos
dejemos las cosas claras
limitémonos a lo sencillo
veo en tu boca
un cine de lunas y tabús
mi lengua se arrodilla
sobre el colchón de tu labio
no pica, no muerde
deja un rastro imperceptible
como una serpiente que
viaja en arena dócil y negra;
dejo saliva como miel, secándose
en tus mejillas de cal –
me acerco a tus orejas rojas
y en voz húmeda te digo:
nada existe
te quedaste dormida
con una sonrisa de paz.
Beyond Language 
Let’s be frank
let the record straight
limit ourselves to the simple
I see in your mouth
a cinema of moons and taboos
my tongue Kneel
on the mattress of your lip
not sting, not bite
leaves a trail imperceptible
like a snake
travels docile sand and black;
let saliva as honey, dried
lime in your cheeks –
I come to your ears red
wet voice and tell you:
nothing exists
you fell asleep
with a smile of peace.
Niche, thanks for laying out the work for me…. I would put it like this:
Let’s be frank
and set the record straight
let’s limit ourselves to what is simple
I see in your mouth
a cinema of moons and taboos
my tongue kneels
before the cushion of your lip
not to sting or bite
it leaves an imperceptible trail
like a snake
that travels on docile black sand;
I left saliva as honey, drying
on your cheeks of white chalk –
I come close to your steamy ears
and in a moist voice I tell you:
nothing exists
you fell asleep
with a such a peaceful smile.