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romantic love poem

ella puede ser que lo haya sabido en el resorte anterior
todavía trece años
en alguna parte leí un cuento extraño, viejo, oxidado
pensamientos a través de mi cabeza
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
sobre ellas todas, mirando abajo
asustado no más, digo
la señora, su corazón ha dado vuelta al polvo
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
la agonía del tener demasiada energía

 



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