Un verso tatuado en la espera | Poesía [ES/EN]

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Da igual el día,
esté lloviendo,
nublado,
gris.
Llueve,
imagino tus costillas entre mis dientes,
imagino la oda,
el caos,
el absurdo.

La lógica
es un verso tatuado en la espera.

Quien nunca lo supo,
jamás podrá entender nada
sobre la lluvia entre tus piernas.

¡Muchas gracias por tu visita!

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_{©Copyright 2026 Roswel Borges Castellanos. Todos los derechos reservados.}

_{Esta publicación fue parcialmente traducida con Google Translate.}

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It makes no difference what day it is—
whether it is raining,
cloudy,
or gray.
It rains;
I imagine your ribs between my teeth,
I imagine the ode,
the chaos,
the absurdity.
Logic
is a verse tattooed upon the waiting.
Whoever never knew this
will never be able to understand anything
about the rain between your legs.

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_{©Copyright 2026 Roswel Borges Castellanos. All rights reserved.}

_{This post was partially translated using Google Translate.}

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