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baby shower poem

ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
buena mujer
simplemente hablando
ámeme en el último, o si usted no
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello
vi que usted hunched y temblando en las piedras
había tres en el prado al lado del arroyo
a alguno los dioses gordos
él habla no bien
amo mi hora del viento y de la luz
mi amor verdadero de su almohadilla se levantó
cuando usted viene esta noche
ese año

 



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