(translation|modification of Final)
by Luis S. González-Acevedo
Solitary life of intense love
under abnegated shadows…
Subjugated in a frozen hell
that burns inwardly, never outwardly.
The wind turns air into a pink whirlwind
whose aged flower mocks its song.
Austere is slight’s venom,
murdering those intoxicated with passion.
Suffering tears run down his face,
competing and yearning for the heart.
These wretched celebrate their vile achievement,
injuring the vessel of an erotic emotion.
Behind the veil of a tropical cloud
and near the reach of its majestic touch,
an infernal silhouette appears
that with an erotic twist takes him to hell.
With her body over his, he injures himself,
abrading his skin with her naked touch.
Having her, he loses her and chastises his soul,
caressing her enchantments for the last time.
–You can find the poem in Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo or the original version in Spanish in Poemas Caribeños, por Luis S. González-Acevedo–