BY YOUR EYES ALIGHT > For your eyes alight, and because of a bad snap, I thought you were last night, playing forbidden games. I hated you for vile and perfidious: I hated hatred of death. Nausea gave me to see, so villainous and so beautiful. And at school I saw, without aber how or when, I know you were crying all night for me.
(José Martí)
http://www.amazon.com/Jose-Marti-Major-Poems/dp/0841907617
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