ayer mire en ti
a un desconocido
tus ojos no son los mismos
vi tristeza,
dolor, angustia,
hambre, soledad,
y frio...
si se te antoja
un hombro
donde descansar
tu angustia
estoy aqui
contigo.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, December 17, 2010
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