No cuarto branco
os poucos obxectos
son esbozos borrosos
semi realidades prescindibles
ante a emerxencia hexemónica
dos tonos claros da tua pel
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Como nun cadro de Degas
amo as tuas mans, os teus beizos
a liña ovalada do teu queixo
e o dominio dos teus ollos
tan libres como sedentos
inventando os trazos do desexo
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White room with strokes of desire
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In the white room
the few objects
are blurry sketches
dispensable semi-realities
in the face of the hegemonic emergence
of the light tones of your skin
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Like in a Degas painting
I love your hands, your lips
the oval line of your chin
and the dominance of your eyes
as free as they are thirsty
inventing the strokes of desire.
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