225. Prince

225 Prince

. I wait for you as guardian of the mirror: pheasant yarn; blowing flowers; sprinkled with honeys. But I just wait for you flattered, diplomatic or abundant double or nothing or if you don't go away broken dark and silent glazed in your eyes marble dark circles in a circumvaluated wound of pity. Embalming those makeup Amazing caverns in the city. Shelter and subterfuge of the Balkans and the Florentines dog of a thousand snakes mandrakes loved for feared by librethinker or by mean. All in its normal right rhythmic in the four poles Effeminate, cowardly fierce and straight diplomat and secretary. Dignity of the neat man. Get away from those vices, Hall of translucent mirrors, Enimba paranoid respects with makeup of the crossings.

For sovereignty Mask it cloying and licentiously unraveled. It can be your safety the double mirror superb, lascivious frivolous, agnostic perfidy and cruelty. Vices without which perhaps you couldn't save your state: Of interest, of reason; Christos smiling; Al Judas lilies lilies in altars, in pollinos; despite your masquerade what is your golden sundial, ridiculous between income and interest From the mysterious grimace he laughs.

Nor be last in reflex polyhedron Each exclusive party In the fires of winter In sumptuous halls And summery begging powder by the abúlico furrows of your melted mannequin. Dorian Gray greets you from Your basement and underworld