Inclinndose en las tardes, ech mis redes tristes hacia sus ojos ocenicos. All, en el resplandor ms alto mi soledad alarga y se flamea; Sus brazos que dan vuelta como un hombre que se ahoga. Envo seales rojas a travs de sus ojos ausentes que agiten como el mar, o de la playa por un faro. Usted guarda solamente oscuridad mi hembra distante; > de su respeto a veces, la costa del pavor emerge.
Inclinndose en las tardes, arrojo mis redes tristes a ese mar que sea golpeado por sus ojos ocenicos. Los pjaros de la noche picotean en las primeras estrellas que destellan como mi alma cuando te amo. La noche, galopes en sus borlas azules del vertimiento vago de la yegua sobre la tierra.
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