Gatito Poem by Robert Lansing
Gatito
¿No tú sabes? Como de tu mano.
Como el aire viene desde el mismo acto de comer.
Mi lengua roza suavemente en tu palma;
Dientes como labios, labios como dientes.
Mirando hacia arriba, veo una alegría dolida.
Y estoy contento.
Tú acaricias mi cabeza con ternura pura.
Saturday, January 24, 2015
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