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teenage love poem

en la tierra silenciosa
una sombra gris fina en el borde del pensamiento
evidenciado en la luz tenue en sus ojos
esté en mí como los humores eternos
como va un hombre desnudo yo
este tazón de fuente de plata antiguo el míos
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
ese compañero extraño vino en mezclar pies
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío

 



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