Quiero caminar los caminos de tu mente Hasta encontrarte sonriendo PiromanÃaca Iluminada por una llama. Quiero llevarte al mar Y quemar fósforos con la lengua; Armemos una fogata Usando nuestra juventud como leña Y observemos el calor Hasta que solo queden las arrugas Y las brasas de un fuego obscenamente ruidoso. Fumate un cigarrillo por mà Y tragate el humo Y no lo dejes salir hasta que se mezcle con tu esencia Y tu perfume; Y que salga de a gajos. Quemá 220 fósforos Que queden dos; Mojalos con el viento húmedo del mar Y secalos para que vuelvan a quemar. Mirá como las llamas se enredan entre si, Como el fuego se estremece y se rebela contra el frÃo. Quedate mirando hasta que muera la luz Y no quede más que la negra eternidad. Entonces besame con el fuego de tus labios, Quiero que me quemes.Â
I want to walk the pathways of your mind
Until I find you smiling,
Like a pyromaniac,
Illuminated by a single flame.
I want to take you to the sea
Where we will burn matches with our tongues.
Let’s build a bonfire
Using our youth as firewood;
Let’s watch the heat
Until all that’s left is the wrinkles
And the ashes of an obscenely loud fire.
Smoke a cigarette for me,
And swallow the smoke,
And don’t let it out until it mixes with your essence,
With your perfume;
And blow smoke rings around my body.
Burn 220 matches
Leave only two;
Wet them with the ocean’s spray
Dry them, then strike them again.
Watch how the flames intertwine,
How the fire shakes and revolts against the cold.
Stay watching the light die its glorious death
Until the darkness of eternity is all that’s left.
Kiss me
With your inflamed lips,
I want you to burn my flesh.
~ Pascual Di Tella
Pascual Di Tella is in his senior year of high school; he writes in both Spanish and English and hopes to go to college in the US. He spends half his time in the US and half his time in his home country, Argentina. His interests include acting, singing, playing the piano, writing and fencing.
Artwork: “Solha Singhaar” by Ahsan Masood
