Arjona Ricardo
If the North Were the South
Sleep
Your lips parted
with a slight hum when breathing
your face without gestures
your breasts excuses
br/>of a possible motherhood
all your sleep there
after the stampede
of two bodies and love.
Your belly making a hole
to store my pistils of light water
your bare feet
your open arms
your navel, the universe all in tm
and I smoke your breath
after the battle
of two bodies and love.
In your uqas there are traces of my skin
and in my skin there is sweat from the shared
it is salt sweat that tastes like honey
they are your hands scratching in the forbidden.
CHORUS:
Sleep, sleep
I still don't know if I'm sleeping
heaven has come to this place
while your body is still trembling
sleep , sleep
I will be the sentinel of your dreams
you will not find there a better one
than the one I just owned.
Your spilled hair
filling my mattress with jet
your painted fingers, your closed legs
your folds in perfect dark light
and I believe more in God
after the fortune
of two bodies and love.
And you who still don't know that I love you
because you don't understand the language of my hands
Tomorrow when I wake up I will tell you
what this time, out of cowardice, I kept silent.
CHORUS:
Sleep, sleep...

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