Translated from the Spanish by Elinor Randall and Susan Sherman
I
The last time we used
silence as bullets
we were mortally wounded
in the conflict.
Now, we have scarcely begun
to recuperate
and our rifles are already
cocked for battle.
Incapable of admitting defeat
we confront each other
on the battlefield
of your body.
II
In the shadows,
hiding between your hands,
I forget to be afraid.
With you I cross the frontiers of desire,
penetrate the territory
where life and death dissolve.
Shipwrecked
but still thirsty for adventure
I submerge myself
in the turbulence of your waters,
ambushed again.