I paint you naked in my poemaorilar me on my savannah take your breath
your smile
scar in your memory
dump the ashes of my cigar
on the carpet in your skirt
whisper in your neck of the spring dust.
I brush my poem
con tus pechos
afeitar mi barba con el tiempo
repetir en el viento
este cádaver de sol marchito
en el oleo de tu cuerpo.
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