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nature poem

fui arriba y abajo de las calles
pharaoh, rey de la tierra de Egipto
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
amo robar un rato lejos
naranjas de desplume nubian azul-negras
expresemos nuestras pasiones más bajas
veo todos los ingenios humanos
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
el movimiento de su cuerpo es como música
en sus brazos estaba el placer inmóvil
miré sobre el cielo glorioso
he visto las estrellas más orgullosas
oscilado en la horquilla del profundo

 



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