Gustavo Adolfo Becquer

(17 February 1836 - 22 December 1870 / Seville)

Rimas Ix - Poem by Gustavo Adolfo Becquer

Besa el aura que gime blandamente
Las leves ondas que jugando riza;
El sol besa a la nube en occidente
Y de purpura y oro la matiza;
La llama en derredor del tronco ardiente
Por besar a otra llama se desliza,
Y hasta el sauce, inclinandose a su peso,
Al rio, que le besa, vuelve un beso.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 18, 2010



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