Fernando Delgadillo
Miscellaneous
Essay of a Mouth
The mouth of my beloved is a garden of cherry trees,
the bowl where I drink and increase my desires is a source of pure water .
His lips are new shoots and his teeth are sugar and it is perfume
his breath,
and his breath is perfume inexhaustible backwater, his voice as it
flows
lulls me and He feeds me, cradles me and gives comfort.
His laughter is transparent like the play of the wind,
it fills me when he laughs and when he leaves smiling,
when he smiles for nothing and when I return for nothing to invite him
to smile.
His crystalline laughter is my joy and it is my prize.
And if his mouth accuses a sigh from his chest
it envelops me and imprisons me, it envelops me flatters
and the more I prepare to comfort his hands,
his lips and his neck, his dove belly
and his delicate flight and like his mouth
it is my mouth desire, his mouth is the window,
his mouth is his secret, it is the song of water
and it is the language of the soul and it is love and time
his well-loved mouth.
The mouth of my beloved is a cherry garden
it is an orchard of orange trees, lemons and almond trees
it is shadow and it is freshness in the most perfect mold
and my most expensive treasure, because today he gives me everything
if he gives me a kiss.

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