I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.( — Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
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I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous.("The Blue Bouquet")

— Octavio Paz, The Blue Bouquet
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