Solo me falta conocer tu nombre - Primera parte đź“– [ESP-ENG]
Primera parte
Aquella tarde salĂ a la calle a caminar sin rumbo. Simplemente me dediquĂ© a andar por la vida sin muchas pretensiones, solo acompañado por mis pensamientos, esos que siempre están allĂ para recordarme que a pesar de las circunstancias, sigo vivo. Pienso, luego existo, decĂa el gran filĂłsofo.
Este era un paseo como tantos otros, pero de pronto el tinte del paseo cambiĂł. Se vuelve casi un mundo onĂrico. Sin aviso la avenida por la que suelo dar mi paseo vespertino a diario me pareciĂł un camino de tierra, con hermosos árboles de lado y lado. Todo tipo de árboles bordeaban el camino. Robustos samanes, estilizados araguaneyes, pequeños naranjos y hasta uno que otro árbol de mango. De pronto me detengo frente a uno de esos árboles frondosos. Una caoba, me pareciĂł y allĂ estabas tĂş. Tumbada a la sombra de aquel portentoso representante de la vida vegetal.
Sentada sobre una manta rosa, con tus sandalias perfectamente acomodadas a un lado de Ă©sta y tus piernas cruzadas. Usabas un vestido corto con un estampado florido y un sugerente escote. Estabas concentrada en tu lectura, pero yo, pues me olvidĂ© de todo a mi alrededor. Mis pensamientos se borraron de golpe y mis ojos se clavaron en tu abundante cabellera negra como el azabache que caĂa sobre tu hombro izquierdo. Tu piel blanca con un sutil bronceado destacaba un rostro fino y unos labios carnosos.
DespuĂ©s de unos segundos tĂş sentiste la presencia de mi mirada y levantaste los ojos que se escondĂan tras unos anteojos delgados. Mi mirada conectĂł inmediatamente con la tuya. Instintivamente te quitaste los anteojos y me permitiste ver unos ojos marrones que brillaban con la luz que reflejaba el sol de la tarde. Un brillo que jamás habĂa visto. Esos ojos agregaron un nuevo trayecto a mi ya increĂble paseo. Me perdĂ en ellos. La verdad no sĂ© cuánto tiempo pasĂ© allĂ adentro. Solo sĂ© que de una manera poco comĂşn logrĂ© conocerte sin que articuláramos una sola palabra.
Continuará…
First Part
That afternoon I went out to the street to walk aimlessly. I simply dedicated myself to walking through life without many pretensions. Only accompanied by my thoughts. Those that are always there to remind me that despite the circumstances, I am still alive. I think, then I exist, said the great philosopher.
This was a walk like so many others, but suddenly the color of the walk changed. It becomes almost a dream world. Without warning, the avenue along which I usually take my daily afternoon walk seemed to me to be a dirt road, with beautiful trees on both sides. All kinds of trees lined the road. Robust samans, stylized araguaneyes, small orange trees and even a few mango trees. Suddenly I stop in front of one of those leafy trees. A mahogany, I thought, and there you were. Lying in the shadow of that marvelous representative of plant life.
Sitting on a pink blanket, with your sandals perfectly fitted to one side of it, your legs crossed. You wore a short dress with a flowery print and a suggestive neckline. You were concentrating on your reading, but I forgot about everything around me. My thoughts were suddenly erased and my eyes were drawn to your abundant jet-black hair falling over your left shoulder. Your white skin with a subtle tan highlighted a fine face and fleshy lips.
After a few seconds you felt the presence of my gaze and raised your eyes that were hidden behind thin glasses. My gaze immediately connected with yours. You instinctively took off your glasses and allowed me to see brown eyes shining in the light of the afternoon sun. A glow I had never seen before. Those eyes added a whole new twist to my already incredible walk. I got lost in them. I really don't know how much time I spent in there. I only know that in a rare way I got to know you without us articulating a single word.
To be continued...
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