Antes Ahora

October 3rd, 2009

Antes Ahora

Espero apenas
un alma nueva.

Jirones de tu lenguabesomano
y a veces,
esa esquina amarga de tu regazo.

Tu miembro escayolado en luna.
La larga lengua de tu vientre.

Ese contorno que me rodea.


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