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THIS HAS BROUGHT ME.

you bring me happiness
when my heart was beating slowly vanished
pain
fragmented into thousands of particles, such as a tempered glass

broken by neglect and indifference of those who reciprocated my
affected with the miseries of deception and betrayal.

You came to the pounding waves of an ocean
deep abyssal
with the beating of the ventricles
Maghreb and the aroma of a concubine sellándote pores.

arrived, love, anger
with eternal spring,
of these emeralds adorn your valleys
and that comets shine in your populated eyebrows.

passion I lay so long desired
and a smile on my lips fresh poppy, red and rosy
,
petal tissue paper
ready to fly with the trade winds.

I'll take the taste of your lips virgin and desire
licking the thighs, I'm bursting
and female full moon,
eager for your image, your glow,
the brackish taste of your muscles.

I stay, love,
hoping to see you every minute,
to hear from you, your details,
to live you in each of your letters,
in each of the sounds that are born in your mouth ,
because my life without you would be a gloomy cavern,
a filthy hole, sad and dark, which would never be able to escape. Mayte

Dalianegra.

Painting: "Paolo and Francesca," Edward Charles Halle (1846-1914).