No tenía tu olor | Poesía [ES/EN]

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Pude verla sin proponérmelo,
una pierna en el descuido,
un labio,
una mirada...
Quiso besarme,
entonces
me perdí.
La música,
tuvo la pausa de los dioses.
La mirada,
no tenía tu olor.

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©Copyright 2026 Roswel Borges Castellanos. Todos los derechos reservados.

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I saw her without meaning to,
a leg caught in the act,
a lip,
a glance...
She wanted to kiss me,
then
I was lost.

The music,
had the pause of the gods.

Her gaze,
didn't hold your scent.

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