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Desnuda eres tan simple como una de tus manos: lisa, terrestre, mínima, redonda, transparente. Tienes líneas de luna, caminos de manzana. Desnuda eres delgada como el trigo desnudo.
Desnuda eres azul como la noche en Cuba: tienes enredaderas y estrellas en el pelo. Desnuda eres redonda y amarilla como el verano en una iglesia de oro.
Desnuda eres pequeña como una de tus uñas: curva, sutil, rosada hasta que nace el día y te metes en el subterráneo del mundo
como en un largo túnel de trajes y trabajos: tu claridad se apaga, se viste, se deshoja y otra vez vuelve a ser una mano desnuda