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The ineffable
is one tongue finding another
in its prehistory

Day and night
wrap themselves in their song

In their dance
the lightning bolts announce
our dance

Deciphering themselves
pupils dilate
like night

In its kisses
the universe
stops separating

We write a storm
keeping wet
its words

We mix our colors
on day’s canvas
until we are night

The first vowels
exploded
in the orgasm

Your salt writes the sea’s legacy
on my tongue

Gaze to gaze
respiration,
mouth to mouth
vision

What is fused by image
no reality
can separate

Venus
is how you paint yourself

We recognize ourselves
in the ubiquity of the dew

Ecstasy
There are no pillars
to carry the current

The Earth trembles
like a mare
just here

Under bridges of ecstasy
the river
resembles a bride.

Luis Eduardo Rendón was born in San Roque, Antioquia in Colombia. He is the coordinator of the International Poetry Festival of Medellín program. He lives in Medellín, is a member of the editorial board of the Prometeo Poetry Review, and was invited to the Struga Poetry Evenings in 1997.This poem is from his 2015 book El Juego Mas Antiguo y Puro No Termina (The Oldest and Purest Game Never Ends)