OUR DAY
—Night's tent has ripped open to the East.—
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Your spirit dawns marvelously;
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Its light enters my soul as the sun enters a garden…
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—The full sun. It rains fire. —Your love tempts, it is the cave
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Velvety with moss, the stream, the fruit,
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The pleasurable fruit fully ripened like honey.
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—The Angelus. Your hands are two still wings,
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My spirit bends like a branch of lilies,
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And my body covers you… as subtle as a veil.
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—The triumph of the night. From your most beautiful hands,
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Flow all the shadows and all the stars,
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And my body becomes as deep as the heavens!
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Análisis métrico
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Versos
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Media silábica
132
Sílabas totales