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How lonely you were inside!
When I peered through your lips
a crimson tunnel of blood,
dark and sad, plunged deep
down to the ends of your soul.

When my kiss penetrated,
its warmth and its light sent
tremors and shocks
through your stunned flesh.

Since then the pathways
that lead to your soul
you want never to be deserted.

How many arrows, fish, birds,
how many caresses and kisses!


Manuel Altolaguirre
Translation by John Lyons

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