The two bodies are resigned
to share me, they content themselves
with only my voice and my verses.
There is a total surrender between three beings
that love one another, in the same bed,
and who share the same love.
Yes, only a poet has this privilege,
on one side sweet Ariadne, my compañera for life,
and the other side, Pupa, the loving kitten.
Pupa was a very tender cat who worked as my secretary, stretching out on my poems. When I read my poetry aloud, she would raise her head, and I would ask her if she liked the poem. If she liked it, she would stay in the room, but if she did not like the poem, she would leave. Surprisingly, the poems approved by Pupa the cat have always been well received and have even won a prize. Unfortunately, Pupa went to live with God.
Translation by:
Monique James & Belkis Possamai