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Duda

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Estoy solo en esta tarde silenciosa
Y sólo pienso en ti, en ti.

Tomo un libro y te descubro en cada página
Vago en ti ebrio y perturbado.

Me dejo caer sobre la cama
La almohada me quema...no, no puedo dormir, sólo esperar.

Inseguro, me acerco a la ventana.
Contemplo la luna y la humeante pradera.

En un rincón del huerto me dijiste "sí"
Y ese "sí" me ha acompañado toda la vida.

De pronto caigo en cuenta
Que siempre fuiste indómita.

Que ese "sí", ese estremecimiento tuyo allá en el huerto,
Esos besos -fueron tan sólo un delirio en la primavera y el sueño.

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