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mother poem

ámeme en el último, o si usted no
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
como él de quién alcohol en el resplandor del mediodía
es usted vivo?
me pregunto a veces si es realmente verdad
naranjas de desplume nubian azul-negras
tiene usted el caminar visto a través de la aldea
amo mi hora del viento y de la luz
expresemos nuestras pasiones más bajas
era muchas y mucho hace un año
para arropar el pensamiento ardiente
cuando, lleno de amor caliente e impaciente
fuera de la ventana un mar de árboles verdes

 



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