Forbidden love
Subes sparkling lips and dark circles!
through your veins climb, like a wounded dog
seeking the shelter of soft sidewalks.
Love in the world you are a sin!
My kiss on the tip
sparkling horn of the devil; my kiss is sacred creed!
Spirit in the passing
horópter pure in his blasphemy!
the heart that generates the brain!
happens to yours, for my sad clay. Platonic
yarn that exists in the cup where your soul exists! Any penitent
sinister silence?
Do you perhaps hear it? Innocent flower!
... And know that where there is no Father,
Christ Love is a sinner!
César Vallejo
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