Vanidad,
                                                                     eres ama
                                                                    de la altura
                                                                   de mí mismo.

                                                                     Tú, lujuria,
                                                                    eres dueña
                                                                     y señora

                                                                    de mi sexo
                                                                   

                                                                   Mas del ansia
                                                                     verdadera,

                                                                    la que brota
                                                                  de mis manos
                                                                  si las tengo
                                                                 con las suyas,

                                                                    de esa no,
                                                                 no eres dueña
                                                                   tú, lujuria,
                                                                   ni ama tú,
                                                                    vanidad,

                                                                 de ésa sólo
                                                                ella es ama,
                                                                dueña y única
                                                                 prisionera.

jacinto deleble