Toledo Plate

Dissolved in a cup of burning gold, Toledo is a ruby. And today it is ours alone! The sun laughing... Not a soul... I make no gesture that I do not feel myself fading... Your hands feel me, trembling... My body of amber, harmonious and young, is like a jasmine bush in a flurry, drunk with sun, with scent, with pleasure! I half close my gaze, where there remains a romantic call, vague and mute - A great love is always grave and sad. Far away the blue enamel of the Tagus flames... A tower raises a sharp cry to the sky... Your mouth strips me bare in a kiss...!

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