In a frivolous dream I visioned
A naked woman sitting in a tree,
And in her naughty nakedness I could see
That within her bosom was everything that I for had summoned.
And I noticed that I was holding her heart,
Squeezing it with my bear hands,
For when her suffocation would end
My redemption would depart.
Then I wondered:
“When will you begin to swell so high
that I may drown me in you?”
And she answered with a single sigh.
So I cried riveretically -
Drank a lot of salty wine too -
And intoxicated my way through reality.
(A. Cortada)
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