Your meat is my treat
beats my heart
and cheats my threat.
The ashes of your death
will remain in heat
in my soul, in repeat.
Short becomes my breath
and my eyes taste defeat
that’s it, you’re my retreat.
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Siento que tu poema respira un fulgor trágico.
Creo que lo has tejido con una pasión que nunca muere.
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