In the middle of so much raining
Trafficking this grayish day
A coffer full with suns
You brought among your wings
Of archangel of the rain.
And it rained sighs
And your looks
And of my throat a quavering
When metamorphosing
Our bodies
We were green forest
And cliff
And humid moss
And coral,
Next to your body I was amber
And pearls and velvet,
Nacre of conches I was.
And when in that moment
When we closed our eyes
We became serpentine waves
The wonderful began
To recreate
Inside the room.
In the middle of so much raining
Trafficking this gray day
A coffer full with suns
You brought among your wings
Of archangel of the rain.
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