by Josep Maria López-Picó (1886 - 1959)

Language: Catalan (Català) 
Sola l'amplada del teu rostre, 
sembles un clar de lluna en nit feliç.
Ets la casa que el cel tingués per sostre
i el pleniluni esblanqueís.

A mí el desig em feia caminant, 
i ara el desig, amor, detures, 
ara que veig, del lluny, com fan 
arcada de repòs tes celles pures.

Assedegada duc la vida
que al teu portal febrosament es ret.
Com una copa de cristall, convida 
cada pit teu a sadollar la set.

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