Dienstag, April 25, 2006


Gacela of Unforeseen Love

No one understood the perfume
of the dark magnolia of your womb.
Nobody knew that you tormented
a hummingbird of love between your teeth.

A thousand Persian little horses fell asleep
in the plaza with moon of your forehead,
while through four nights I embraced
your waist, enemy of the snow.

Between plaster and jasmins, your glance
was a pale branch of seeds.
I sought in my heart to give you
the ivory letters that say "siempre",

"siempre", "siempre" : garden of my agony,
your body elusive always,
that blood of your veins in my mouth,
your mouth already lightless for my death.


Blogger The Persian said...

what a powerful poem.

"A thousand Persian little horses fell asleep" :)

and also Federico is the most beautiful man I have ever laid eyes upon. Breathtaking!!!

2:42 vorm.  
Blogger castor said...

to Persian Guy:
First, Jim, I confess that I chose this poem because of the Persian little horses, thinking of a certain Persian Guy :-)!

And second, on this photo Federico has even the same glance as you have, you beautiful young man!

7:12 nachm.  
Blogger Cocaine Jesus said...

now THAT is erotic

4:01 nachm.  
Blogger castor said...

to Cocaine Jesus:
Yes, it is! I'll send to you a song, written and composed, by Lorca!

7:43 nachm.  

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