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        LOVERS II

Naked we affront the body
Like two mistaken angels,
Like two red suns in a dark forest,
Like two vampires at the rising of the day,
Lips that search for the moment’s jewel between two thighs,
Mouth that searches for the mouth, raised statues
That invent the kiss in the stone,
Only that the lightening of joined bloods
Crosses the invincible death that calls us.
Standing as two lazy trees in the summer,
Seated as drunken gods,
So that to burn me to dust in your two stars,
Laid out as the warriors of two countries
Separated by the dawn,
In your body I am the fire of being.


Jorge Gaitán Durán

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