Con esos besos densos que me amabas. Manos de alma. Flor de oficio. Crecían las horas como lirios cantores. Extras; de notas extras, blancas como el jugo de los ojos. Jugaban a labios entrelazados, sonrientes como colinas. Capturábamos sedientos la lluvia, amaneceres. Largos días dulces con sus rarezas. Sagrados, inconscientes, tumultuosos como las horas.
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