The Travel Of Wiglington And Wenk

TEARS OF EVA

Lilith, of Paradise, opened the doors.
wanted to escape. Lezama Lima


was a strange sight. For a moment, he thought out of hiding. I was sure nobody was watching. The night was, inexplicably, as a large open chest showed innumerable gold coins, as if they cumulate all the stars of the previous days. So in that sky, but as yet unnamed, the Big Dipper was a string of medals, the North Star, a doubloon of such nature, for its huge size and his beauty, which would infuriate the same sunflowers, the Constellation of Lilith the scar of a golden god. And there he was, under the anxious night and the moon twine, as the swollen breast of a bride, man, the first man, burly and manly, so that seemed the sole owner of that world. Then there were others. Then, as every detail of evidence that excessive sensitivity meaning attributed wound immediately, he felt compassion and suffered for them. It was almost worthy of being repudiated: I knew they were conceived in the image of the Maker. And it was inevitable: the pain grew so strong that he had suffered. He shook his head, he said he had no mind to that, and decided to take refuge again forever.

Then, with a pleading tone, content with a fury, he asked his father not to let more tears poured I did not want to sprout from the ground any more of these beings. She believed, clearly, that with them, little by little, he would be alone, all alone, more and more isolated.

Father, give me Lilith. I am your blood and your rib. She is my company and I hers.

In her huge eyes, reddened by tears, no hope, the night was not a treasure left.

the first man raped her ...

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love you From the feet to the neck.
empty Yourself in my skin like a pitcher.
Surround me, slide, filling
the part with all, many times. Come
comb my soul
lips until I was in order every bone,
you, my tight network, like a rose
I see open suddenly, making me feel
new child , young man,
like an angel, a god unlimited
waking up in my belly an old Eden ...

live in a kiss, a single wound,
and your naked body is an altar.
close your eyes: deploying the air,
are two huge wings of space. Growing
as the cosmos, galaxies,
you rest on the back of my hand palm
yours, am so yours
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yours as land and the universe. You
bulles, purr, I promise,
and stick, cat, stars.
my skin in water as you get a pitcher ...

appease me in the shade and you drawing,
and my hands are two different arts expanded
on your back like a map,
countless meridians, parallels.
And, separating the sky from the earth,
depart to join your two thighs
the first man, love, last fruit, roots creciéndote
and groans ...
Split your red lips gently
is to enter the cage of a beast,
off the grass with bare feet.
And as a god draw my knowledge
as a glove in flames, my love,
love, overflowing white hand.
And, watching another sky, open your mouth
and crave the fall of manna.
A long kiss kills me ...

Sonia, sundial, celestial body,
carmine meow, cat with boots, gold
spider shadow irremediable,
against moon jealous of the bed ...
daylight comes, and penetrates us, as
who opens an empty coffin, closed
long time. A flush all
inch by inch, the night
grabs your eyes and mine,
skin eating us, once again,
vultures wish, once again ...
I promise you the world that promise.
We are what we hope to be and I hope
amnesia in your mouth opening up
to mind away from my mouth.

not need air, water, fire,
when I have you, as I have.