Vicente Aleixandre-it-Unit
Unit
it Vicente Aleixandre (Sevilla, 1898-1984)
Fortunate body flowing through my hands, which I contemplate
beloved face the world, where graceful birds
copied fugitives
flying to the region where nothing is forgotten. Your
externally, diamond or ruby \u200b\u200bhard
brightness of a sun that shines in my hands,
crater calling me with their music intimate, impenetrable
to call your teeth.
die because I throw myself because I want to die,
because I live in the fire, because the air outside
is not mine, but the hot breath
that if I approach my lips burn and brown from a fund. Leave
, let look, tinged with love,
face flushed purple for your life, let
look at the deep tumult of thy bowels
where I will die and resigned to live forever.
I love or death, I want to die completely,
want to be you, your blood, the lava roaring
that enclosed watering
beautiful extremities feel like the beautiful life limits.
This kiss on your lips like a slow spine
flew like a sea that made a mirror like shine
of a wing is still
hands, a review of your hair crunchy, crackling
an avenging light,
light or sword on my neck deadly threat,
but never able to destroy the unity of this world.
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