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teen love poem

éste es el arsenal
placeres mediados de y palacios aunque podemos vagar
para mí era concejal gaunt, grave
la señora, su corazón ha dado vuelta al polvo
de largo hace, en el claro de luna joven
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
dentro de mi mano sostengo
no cuelgue ninguna guirnalda
no hay escape al lado del río
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
debajo de la hoja oscura del laurel
compuesto de loveliness solamente

 



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