Serenata
The night soaks itself
along the shore of the river
and in Lolita's breasts
the branches die of love.
The branches die of love.
Naked the night sings
above the bridges of March.
Lolita bathes her body
with salt water and roses.
The branches die of love.
The night of anise and silver
shines over the rooftops.
Silver of streams and mirrors
Anise of your white thighs.
The branches die of love.
Federico García Lorca
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Thursday, May 17, 2012
Serenata The night soaks itself along the shore of the river and in Lolita's breasts the branches die of love. The branche...
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