Amante XII

Amante, here in one thousand points of light
jewel hued, nieve que cae, las estrellas shine
and candles’ dance. Lumenaria shiver bright

as frozen apples. The moon ornaments night
oro puro, querido, se calienta aquí. We entwine
Amante, here in one thousand points of light.

Our bodies, suavecito, stretch to hips. The flight,
nuestra libertad, comienza con besos. We incline
and candles dance, lumenaria shiver bright.

I see them in your eyes. I dream you. Our night
is hush and sigh, our secrets big as sky. Recline
Amante, here in one thousand points of light,

cover me with skin, forest me, give your sight
to mouths, fingertips. ¡Escuche! Swish of pine
and candles’ dance, lumenaria shiver bright.

Seasons del amor are passing, what is right
is precious prescience. There is no decline
Amante, here in one thousand points of light
and candles’ dance. Lumenaria shiver bright.