14 de Febrero << Día de los Enamorados >>

sábado, 14 de febrero de 2004


JULIETA
yace
en sopor,
sobre
el lujoso
catafalco  
                   R
                   O
                   M
                   E
                   O
                          No ha
                          recibido
                          el mensaje
                          de Fray
                          Lorenzo,
                          y  a su
                          amada ,
                          cree muerta,
                          la abraza
                          con inmenso
                          dolor,
                           y el veneno
                           toma
                          sin vacilar;
                          del sopor
                          despierta
                                              J
                                              U
                                              L
                                              I
                                              E
                                              T
                                              A
                                                     Pero es
                                                     demasiado
                                                     tarde,
                                                     vacío
                                                     el frasco
                                                     del veneno,
                                                     toma
                                                     del cinto
                                                     de su
                                                     amado
                                                     el puñal
                                                     que se
                                                     clava
                                                     en el
                                                     pecho,
                                                     ambos
                                                     fundidos
                                                     en un
                                                     eterno
                                                     abrazo
                                                     entran
                                                     unidos
                                                     en el            
                                                                  sueño eterno del
                                                                                                 A
                                                                                                 D
                                                                                                  I
                                                                                                 Ó
                                                                                                 S.

                                                                                                AnnLOuise                      


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