Dialogo de las pieles

- Oh, my God! How I like that skin of yours, she spoke

- Your God? What you like on me Is yours, said she

-  My god?

-  And my skin o`mine, o' course

-  Your skin of yours. Of course!

-   You like me, and I like yo'

-  Oh, it's true.  Your skin is mine. So  I like me, she thought.

Fernando Berton

Copyright: Julio, 2013