To love you with a cold hard fire.
Love without words, no pause or silences.
Love you only every time you want,
and only with the mute presence of my acts.
Love you just for your mouth
and while your lies
can't be distinguished from your tenderness.
Love you when you feign all the indifference
Contradicted by the abandon that forges your heat.
Love you each time your skin and lips
Search for my sleeping skin and waking mouth.
Love you for loneliness, if you leave me in it.
Love you for the rage you ignite in my mind.
And more than for sex and pleasure,
love you for agony and doubt.
[Xavier Villaurrutia {1903-1950} 'Desire' {Canto a la Primavera} from Homesick for Death]
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