Manuel LLopis

Here is the morning my implacable sweetness
My precious love
Of your heart comes pure beauty of the lovers
Silt of living waters
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Flesh of moon


The pallid brightness of thy flesh of moon tears up
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Obscure Garden


Chant of silence. Falls asleep the obscure garden
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Silence

"Your silence is speaking volumes
to me"
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Hanging time
when, by whispering, you talk to me
passionately
about little things you cherish
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Quietness of Places


What a strange thing hiding in the dawn of this day
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Last Drips

From my body you pulled the soul;
You caused me many acute pains.
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Absence
closed garden

On the earth inclined
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Bright Horizon


To no one tomorrow is promised.
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You say Eternal Love.
This chant whispered at dawn
to the ear of cruelty
in the infernal circle deadly.
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Why do not you ask number of hours I waited
on the edge of the way with this body detonated?
My name? My name is...
In the dark I'm waiting some unexpected things.
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On the peaceful extents of the gardens, meadows,
sparkle the tiny crystals,
fragments of heaven.
These jewels widespread over gardens and meadows
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