La noche de relámpagos, lluvia y viento nos convoca. Me mirás con tus ojos de zeitoun y me proponés la rebelión de los sentidos. Salimos al vergel bajo la tempestad tropical. Percibimos el aroma de los mirtos y admiramos la danza titilante de las luciérnagas. Sentimos el peso de nuestras ropas mojadas. Te desnudo. Me … Continue reading Rebelarnos en el vergel
At dawn the sky is clearing after several days of tropical rainfall. The waning moon, surrounded by thin clouds, is still visible on the blue dome. Soft sunlight illumines my garden, which smells of wet soil and blossoming roses. The raindrops feel cool on my fingertips as I gather them from the leaves of the … Continue reading Freshness / Frescor
After the early morning rain, the sky cleared and the sun shone on my garden. I walked outside to breathe in the crisp air and to observe the wet garden. The raindrops trickled down the leaves of the green ivy that crawls up the fence. Some drops lay on the yellow blossom and green leaves … Continue reading Blossom and raindrops / Botón y gotas de lluvia
Daniel G. Campos 