The Naked Woman/Maja

When on the serene night with moon
on the gentle river as a lamb/sheep
crosses in silence a canoe/pirogue in darkness
when entering March it comes the miracle
of the jasmines that flower last/latest
and sing its mantra a chorus/chorale of frogs
when the night graceful/elegant disobeys
the calendar to show/reveal herself whole 
of the summer with mysterious grace
when roses concentrate their aroma/whiff
white or orange or champagne (they) smell
like angels or the sex of a lover (she)
when rub their edges the autumn 
and the summer and everything ends and its eternal
every instant caught in the night
full of stars/starry I search for a place, to leave
embodying/incarnating delayed this form 
that wants regally/regal its own surrender/delivery