epígrafe
En la penumbra vaga de la pequeña alcoba,
donde una tibia tarde me acariciaste todo,
te buscarán mis brazos, te besará mi boca
y aspiraré en el aire aquel olor a rosas.
Cuando tú te hayas ido, me envolverán las sombras.
Julio Jaramillo
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