No one understood the perfume
of the dark magnolia of your womb.
Nobody kne you tormented
a eeth.
A ttle horses fell asleep
in th moon of your forehead,
ws I embraced
your , enemy of the snow.
Beter and jasmins, your glance
was a pale branch of seeds.
I soug to give you
tters t say quot;siemprequot;,
quot;siemprequot;, quot;siemprequot; : garden of my agony,
your body elusive always,
t blood of your veins in my mouth,
your moutless for my death.