kisses
Vicente Aleixandre (Sevilla, 1898-1984)
not forget, early, kisses a day. Of the kisses
winged your mouth arrived.
A moment
put their feathers on the drawing that is rendered pure ajar.
I brushed his teeth. You felt the lump,
beating her in your mouth blue plumage.
Ah, round your lips throbbed with joy.
Who does not kiss the birds when they arrive, they escape?
your mouth ajar I saw your white teeth.
Ah, thin peaks between lips sink.
Ah, heavenly stung while sweet
your body felt light, very light, stood.
How funny, how fine, how slender Queens! Light
or birds arrive, kisses pure plumes.
and darken your face with its wings hot, you rub
. stir while blind you shine.
Do not forget. Happy, look, they now escape.
Look, flying, amount, blue adopt them. Rise
high, brown. Van Hot, burning.
moan, sing, splendid. Rave in the sky.
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