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Auftragstext:
No one understood the perfume
of the dark magnolia of your womb.
No one knew that you tormented
a hummingbird of love between your teeth.
A thousand Persian ponies fell asleep
in the moonlit plaza of your forehead,
while through four nights I embraced
your waist, enemy of the snow.
Between plaster and jasmines, your glance
was a pale branch of seeds.
I sought in my heart to give you
the ivory letters that say always,
always, always: garden of my agony,
your body eluive always,
the blood of your veins in my mouth,
your mouth already lightless for my death.
Gedicht (Gacela del Amor Imprevisto) von Federico García Lorca
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