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FRANCISCO LEQUERICA

24.3.12

Chosen by one


a river drowned
in improbable straits
the unsuitable lines of my love
aligned with plausibility
the blurry tribes reconciled
their factions learnt
their beauty exposed
with hope

the margins of sacrifice
still unfound
while my love walks willfully
away from the sands
my smothered desire
captivated by unlikely virgins
hiding their nature with a girl
buried under civilized hatred

nobody has fought for them
nurtured the opening of their traps
broken swords on their sandy spines
educated their instinct
but I will
even if it fractures my dreams
I will be used by many
I will be chosen by one