Velázquez
He painted the air...
Goya, his absence.
she enunciated the reality...
The other denounced her.
Velázquez
Developed the photograph,
Goya
Raped her.
The light impressed...
The other
Expressed the shadows of him.
Velázquez
He reflected the mirrors...
Goya
He reflected the mirages of him.
Light and shadow,
Shadow and light...
Velázquez painted the face
And Goya painted the cross of him.
Velázquez
He dilated the pupil...
Goya
He gave her away.
It was the quiet music...
The other,
His scream deafened from her.
Velázquez
He painted the decline of the myth...
Goya
He mythologized the evil of dawn.
Velázquez
He is God,
Goya,
His death is his.
Light and shadow,
Shadow and light...
Velázquez painted the face
And Goya painted the cross of him.
And Picasso? ah, picasso, picasso...
Don Pablo gave birth to the end of the painting
With his immortal eye

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