VII

Cada vez que te dejo retengo en mis ojos el resplandor de tu última mirada. Y, entonces, corro a encerrarme, apago las luces, evito todo ruido para que nada me robe un átomo de la substancia etérea de tu mirada, su infinita dulzura, su límpida timidez, su fino arrobamiento. Toda la noche, con la yema rosada de los dedos, acaricio los ojos que te miraron.

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