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    April 12

    LA ESPUMA DE VENUS

     En frío a flor de labio
    boca de cosecha senos de clavel curvas
    mieles y rincones de voces y cuchillos de saliva.

    Nadé desnudo tu oleaje...

    Ahora que el barco se hunde
    y sólo tu puedes salvarme
    y dudas de mis dudas de mis ritos
    de mis ruinas entre siempre y jamás.

    Nadé desnudo tu oleaje...

    La Espuma de Venus
    la fruta más escasa que quiso ordeñar
    el zahorí buscando agua.

    La ficción es y será
    mi única realidad
    La ficción es y será
    mi única realidad.

    Artista de mi pecado
    aprendí de memoria
    la geografía de tu centro de azúcar
    y de acero Espuma de Venus.

    Nade desnudo tu oleaje...

    Perfume inmaterial cobijo y principio
    el aullido vertical
    como respuesta a tus prodigios.

    La ficción es y será
    mi única realidad
    La ficción es y será
    mi única realidad.

    Con el disfraz sin estrenar
    di el salto a lo fugaz
    La Ficción es y será
    la única realidad.

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    Desolada vida que se aninha ao barco que rápido afundou.
    A realidade é outra e machuca o coração dilacerado e o faz sucumbir desesperado.
    O que resta? Restam sonhos e resta uma nesga de realidade. É a vida!
    Celina.
    May 15

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