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love poetry

con los ojos mansos, marrones
un poeta, tomando el frenillo de su lengüeta
el aire es como una mariposa
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
sol y viento y golpe del mar
rosas y oro
quizás
le estoy cantando
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
los pequeños rezos blancos

 



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