Se aprende, poco a poco
a menudo con crujir de dientes
y gustosas angustias
y estrujones de corazón, la enorme
distancia que separa un cuerpo de otro
cómo a veces se salva en un instante
cuán radicalmente
es cada ser humano un infinito.
Fragmento de Los primeros poemas de amor / 1, Jorge Riechmann (via poesianoerestu)
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