? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Fernando Poem by L.B. Temuco

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Fernando

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There are no meadows on the moon
no silver fish in its oceans
no treasure of serpents lay beneath our skins
great bleeding gutters wash us away
into the veins of the earth
God takes only precious things
Love has not the voice to say no
Love roams in the memories
of its own golden fields
its petals falling on thin fingers of hope
Why did God put eyes in your head? ? ? ? ? ?
to be silent like happiness
Can this poem be dead Fernando
its funeral a divine wake in my heart? ? ? ? ?
Can this heart be buried under stones again Pablo? ? ? ?
I have no answers, but one,
to this Revelation
to this great mercury dream,
take my warm fugitive of a hand.

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