Los enamorados (Jairo)

Los enamorados Los enamorados se miran de frente, caminan despacio, se besan de lado, se tocan el pelo, se cuentan los dedos, se besan las manos. Los enamorados inventan proezas, desatan pasiones, murmuran promesas, adoran la vida, comparten helados, los enamorados.    Los enamorados se miran de frente, caminan despacio, se besan de lado, ocupan el mundo, se prestan el alma, los enamorados.                   Evitan las luces, dominan la noche, abarcan estrellas, señalan planetas, estiran las manos… los enamorados. Los enamorados son cuerpos sagrados, oigamos el himno que cantan callados: “No me dejes nunca, no me dejes solo, no me dejes…” Teneme apretado, decime “amor mío”, decilo de nuevo, “te quiero, te quiero”, que el mundo se acabe y empiece de nuevo.                      Los enamorados se miran de frente, caminan despacio, se besan de lado, ocupan el mundo, se prestan el alma, los enamorados. Evitan las luces, dominan la noche, abarcan estrellas, señalan planetas, estiran las manos…                     y al final estallan. Se apuntan, se juegan, se afloran, se abejan, se abren, se cierran, se bailan, se juran, se biaban de lengua, de ojos, de lado.                   Se acunan, se miman, se doblan, se triplan, se llaman, se citan, se loban, se lunan, se celan, se adoran, los enamorados.

The lovers The lovers, they look ahead, they walk slowly, they kiss of side, they touch their hair, they count their fingers, they kiss their hands. The lovers, they inventing prowess, they unleashed passions, they whisper promises, they adore the life, they share ice creams, the lovers. The lovers, they look ahead, they walk slowly, they kiss of side, they occupy the world, they provide the soul, the lovers. They avoid the lights, they dominate the night, they embrace stars, they mark planets, they stretched hands … the lovers. The lovers are sacred bodies, let’s hear the hymn they sing in silence: “Never leave me, don’t leave me alone, don’t leave me…” Hold me tight, tell me “my love”, say it again, “I love you, I love you”, that world ends and starts again.                      The lovers, they look ahead, they walk slowly, they kiss of side, they occupy the world, they provide the soul, the lovers. They avoid the lights, they dominate the night, they embrace stars, they mark planets, they stretched hands … and at the end they explode. They point, they play, they flourish, they see the bees, they open, they close, they dance, they swear, they are pulling the tongue, the eyes, by side.                    They swing, they are pampered, they are double, triple, they call, they quote, like the wolfs, like the moon, they are jealous, they adore each other, the lovers.