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romantic love poem

poco parque que paso a través
el movimiento de su cuerpo es como música
un pequeño melocotón en la huerta creció
como él de quién alcohol en el resplandor del mediodía
el misterio más oscuro, más extraño
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad

 



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