````````````````````````````````````Bella Clara Ventura
```````````````````````````````(del libro “Eros en… canto”)
``````````````````````````````````````````MUNECA
`````````````````````````````````````Muneca de amor soy.
````````````````````````````````````Precisa en la sonrisa.
`````````````````````````````````````P;cara en la mirada.
``````````````````````````````````Traviesa con las caricias
````````````````````````````````````y despierta en la cama
```````````````````````````````````donde navegan mis enaguas
``````````````````````````````````de transparencias al tacto.
`````````````````````````````````````Velo por tus suenos
``````````````````````````````````en el silencio de la noche
````````````````````````````````````bajo misteriosas lunas
``````````````````````````````````````que de poesia saben.
```````````````````````````````Luego de haber recibido en mi seno
`````````````````````````````la m;sica de las ternuras de tus manos.
````````````````````````````````````````Despiertan en mi
`````````````````````````````````palabras para acercarte al oido
``````````````````````````````````verbos sobre el acto de amar.
`````````````````````````````````````````Los recuerdas?
````````````````````````````````Resultan memorables bajo las faldas.
`````````````````````````````````````Soy tu muneca de trapo.
``````````````````````````````Con mis carnes puedes hacer a tu antojo.
````````````````````````````````Con mis andrajos, magias desarrollo.
```````````````````````````````Muneca de porcelana con piel de durazno.
```````````````````````````````````Me declaro la del comercio que
````````````````````````````````````por mimos y plata se vende.
```````````````````````````````````````````Todas en una
```````````````````````````````````sin cara ni cuerpo de cera
`````````````````````````````````sino de negra africo-colombiana.
```````````````````````````````````Estelas dejo en los habitos
```````````````````````````````al saber manosear al hombre de mi caos
```````````````````````````````cuando me entretiene con sus labios.
```````````````````````````````````De manana, de tarde o de noche,
``````````````````````````````````````al regresar del trabajo
`````````````````````````````````````y al tomarnos un vino tinto
```````````````````````````````````````para calentar entranas.
```````````````````````````````````````Soy muneca de viva voz.
````````````````````````````````De estampa enrarecida en tus sabanas,
`````````````````````````````````````pronta a secar tus sudores
````````````````````````````````````con la tela recien planchada
````````````````````````````````````y recibir en mi boca el color
``````````````````````````````````````que el tiempo enciende.
```````````````````````````````````La pasion inicia sus premuras.
````````````````````````````````````````Me declaro tu muneca
```````````````````````````````````para remembrarte que me torno
``````````````````````````````munequita linda de sentimientos de oro
``````````````````````````````````````````entre tus brazos.
````````````````````````````````````По мотивам Бейи Клары Вентуры
`````````````````````````````````````````````````КУКЛА
``````````````````````(Свидетельство о публикации распространяется только на перевод)
````````````````````````Литературный перевод с испанского О. Шаховской (Пономаревой)
`````````````````````````````````````Я – кукла для твоей любви.
```````````````````````````````````````````Предписано мне:
````````````````````````````````````````улыбаться обязательно
```````````````````````````````в момент, кода ты взглядом ранишь, визави.
````````````````````````````На траверсе твоих поспешных, суетливых ласк я догадалась -
`````````````````````````````````````````рождены они кроватью.
``````````````````````````````````Из тонкого атласа моя одежда нижняя,
````````````````````````````````````````полупрозрачная слетела,
```````````````````````````````````````секунду двигаясь по телу…
````````````````````````````````````Твой сон храню в молчанье нОчи
`````````````````````````````````````и вижу в пятнах леденец луны,
`````````````````````````````````````поэту ведомо, что те пророчат,
``````````````````````````````````````когда простые люди видят сны.
`````````````````````````````А музыка любви от рук твоих… и кожа это помнит,
``````````````````````````````````возникнув в глубине, струится томно,
``````````````````````````````но просыпаются беспомощность, досадные слова,
`````````````````````````````````````````в них ненависть таится,
``````````````````````````````````глаголов «нИзка», где одна лишь близость
````````````````````````````````````````````и голый акт сперва.
````````````````````````````````````````````````Ты помнишь?
``````````````````````````````````````Как результат… воспоминания твои
````````````````````````````````````````````касаются только того,
``````````````````````````````````````````````что под одеждой.
``````````````````````````````````````Я – кукла гуттаперчевая нежная.
````````````````````````````````И прелести мои любой каприз по зову выполняют,
````````````````````````````````их рвёшь «в лохмотья», если страстью воспылаешь,
``````````````````````````````````````````и магия растёт, овладевая…
`````````````````````````````````Вот кукла превратилась в лошадь взмыленную
```````````````````````````````````белой масти, чуть, капля краски голубой.
`````````````````````````````````````````````А кожа нежная, гляди,
````````````````````````````````````````я – спелый абрикос перед тобой.
`````````````````````````````````````Всё! Объявляю сделку для любви и ласки.
````````````````````````````````````````````(Устала от перчённых яств).
``````````````````````````````````````````````Что ж блюдо продаётся,
`````````````````````````````````````````````но без лица и тела-воска
``````````````````````````````````````````и в целом или по отдельности,
``````````````````````````````````````````````но без судьбы-владелицы,
`````````````````````````````````````````````смуглянки афро-колумбийки.
````````````````````````````````````````````Остатки от привычек завещаю,
`````````````````````````````````````````````там скорость, чёрт её дери,
```````````````````````````````````````````````почти одно стадийность…
````````````````````````````````````````Я знаю как «помять» любимого мужчину,
``````````````````````````````````````````Когда тот сдержан и на ласки скуп,
``````````````````````````````````````````лишь вяло отвечает лепестками губ.
```````````````````````````````````````````````Сокрыта глубоко причина.
``````````````````````````````````````````Да, ранним утром или ночью поздней
``````````````````````````````````````````я возвращаюсь к творчеству серьёзно,
``````````````````````````````````````````как будто красное вино тихонько пью
``````````````````````````````````````````````и согреваю душу стылую свою.
`````````````````````````````````````Я – кукла с бодрым голосом и метким словом,
``````````````````````````````````````«штампую» реже на твоей мантилье-простыне,
```````````````````````````````````````````и быстро вытираю бисер пота, словно
```````````````````````````````````````````````поглаженной недавно тканью,
``````````````````````````````````````````и взгляд довольно светится на мне.
````````````````````````````````````````````Во рту возникло ощущенье цвета,
`````````````````````````````````````````````ему пока не подберу названья,
`````````````````````````````````````````````````не понимаю что же это.
`````````````````````````````````````А страсть твоя рождает обделённость на беду.
`````````````````````````````````````````Я – кукла, больше не пойду на поводу!
``````````````````````````````````````````````И заявляю, чтобы ты понял,
`````````````````````````````````````моё устье – сосредоточье чувств бесценных…
````````````````````````````````````````но страсть твоя, куда-то вечно гонит…
````````````````````````````````Хочу, чтобы любви симфония красиво, слаженно звучала,
`````````````````````````````````````````````в словах, объятьях, поцелуях
`````````````````````````````````````````````лишь чистый звук берёт начало!
22.08.12
Фото © Ольги Пономаревой