I would like

I would like to find out if the way you smell makes your skin itch.

If just as you look with desire you love

Or if your hair rests during the dawns of another

Just as he would do it with me.

If the mischief I feel when you talk to me is perennial

If passion cramps exist only in my dreams,

or if you run over with your substance, libido, and sweat.

If your buttocks are temples of amnesty

Or fields of morning quarrels.

I would like to feel the degree of your movements in your bed

And have your body to reverse my anger

To return the soul to pieces

And regurgitate the black memories of reason.

Let me experience, be a girl and a woman

Kiss you like someone who has never made a mistake

Reverse my mistakes, redeem my body, my insides.

Allow me to scream, allow me to cry, give me life back.