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.
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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