La Abeja
Arturo Zambo Cavero
The Bee
I wish to be like the bee
That flies without anyone stopping it
To kiss the flowers and their nectar
To spread them on your lips like dew
From the exquisite flowers of the garden
Like a dream
That a fairy
Has left behind
After having glanced
At your waist
I wish a thousand times to contemplate
Your rosy cheeks
Your captivating dark circles
And your hair that seems to fly
I wish to be like the bee
