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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 6, Poema 13
XIII.
The
moon
is
far
from
the
sea,
But
with
amber
hands
She
leads
him,
like
a
boy,
Along
the
sands.
He
never
misses
a
step;
He
follows
her
eyes,
He
comes
close
to
the
town,
Then
goes
away.
Oh,
Signor,
you
have
the
amber
hand,
I
am
the
distant
sea,
—
I
follow
your
eyes
In
all
you
ask
of
me.
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