KISSES

-Gabriela Mistral

Some kisses are pronounced for themselves
the judgment of conviction love,
Some kisses are given with an look
Some kisses are given with the memory.

There are silent kisses, kisses nobles
There enigmatic kisses, sincere
Some kisses are given only souls
There forbidden kisses, true.

Some kisses calcined and hurt,
Some kisses captivate senses
There is mysterious kisses
that have let thousand wandering and lost dreams.

There is trouble kisses that enclosing
a key that no one has deciphered
Some kisses engender tragedy
how roses brooch have defoliated.

There perfumed kisses, warm kisses
throbbing in intimate desires,
Some kisses on the lips leave traces
as a field of sun between two ice.

Some kisses seem lilies
by sublime, naive and pure,
There are treacherous and cowardly kisses,
There cursed and perjured kisses.

Judas kisses Jesus and leaves print
his face of God, felony,
while Magdalena with kisses
fortifies pious agony.

From then in the kisses, beats
love, betrayal and pain,
in human weddings they seem
the breeze playing with flowers.

Some kisses produce ravings
loving ardent and mad passion,
you know them well are my kisses
invented by me, for your mouth.

Flame kisses printed on trail
They take the grooves of a forbidden love,
kisses storm, wild kisses
that only our lips have tasted.

Do you remember the first ...? Indefinable;
Your face covered in lurid blushes
and spasms terrible emotion,
your eyes were filled with tears.

Do you remember one afternoon in excess crazy
I saw you jealous imagining grievances,
He flunked you in my arms ... vibrated a kiss,
and then ... did you see? Blood on my lips.

I taught you how to kiss: cold kisses
they are unmoved heart of rock,
I taught you how to kiss with my kisses
invented by me, for your mouth.