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Flowers
of You
Surprise me, oh, my lover,
With flowers of air
With flowers magnetic
With flowers Antarctic
With flowers capable of flight
With flowers incandescent
With flowers from The Arabian Nights
With flowers that leap from the tip of your
tongue
With flowers for the palate
With flowers meant to provoke
With flowers replenished by the memory
With flowers from the drawings of a refugee
girl
With flowers that mimic the song of the
nightingale
With flowers of the kind meant to nourish
the future
With flowers that escaped from the lawless
garden
With flowers blooming in the mouths of
weapons
With flowers that are a spring of
glow-worms
With flowers that weep from the iron that
bewitches the cows
With flowers that cover the tracks of wild
horses
With flowers whose fragrance paralyzes the
assassins of the earth
With flowers from the misty shelter where
your sex dozes
With flowers shaped by the nerve endings
With flowers that endure in the molten
glacier
With flowers of salt in your groin and
armpits
With flowers that enjoy the trust of worker
bees
With flowers that are entranced butterflies
With flowers trembling with desire
With flowers dilated in the eye
With flowers grown on canvas
With flowers that turn tricks
With flowers Caribbean
With flowers of you
Flores de tí, Angela Hernández Nuñez (del libro Acústica del límite).
(Traducción: Rhina P.
Espaillat)
