Cupid is on coke and lives in Sayulita. First an arrow, then another, what burns is not the spring’s sun in the beach. First a boy and then another I think something’s burning in my abdomen. I can’t take out the naked torsos of dark skinned boys from my head. All kinds of boys, actually. Whiteys burned and red because of the sun, some with body hair, others not. Hippie boys with impossible haircuts and a poor-barrio lisp. Young bearded men with broad shoulders and something in the way they talk that tells you that money has never been a problem. 20 year old kids, beautiful with their snapbacks and their sleveless shirts. What an attitude. Look at those long toned legs. Constelations made of tattos. Perfect asses. The sun’s light drawing pornography with their perfect wet skin (with clouds in the background). I’ve got an erection. It passed. I’ve got another one. What I’ve got is a fire burning in my eyes. There’s a blondie with arms like cannons, on a tank I want to drive to war and then be wounded (and then die in the arms of another soldier). Look, there goes another one. My god, those tiny shorts. First an arrow, then another, what burns is not the spring’s sun on the beach. My guts are escorchad black. Actually, that explains my tan. A shirtless skinny sexy fucker juggling fire in the night. A handsome dude in a sombrero mounting a horse. Brutal. A couple of two guys with coppered skin and perfect tan throwing sitares at me from a table. A waiter and another waiter. One a blondie farmer type with a «I can do anything I want I don’t give a single fuck» attitude. The other one a preppy type with perfect teeth. No biggie, here in the beach, half naked, we’re all equal. I had 15 minutes before I had to leave and, sitted on a corner, I had to close my eyes. My god, I can’t stop thinking in the naked torsos of guys.
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