En el aire que respiro
y en el sol que me acaricia...
en el sonido del agua
que cae en la cascada..
aun siento tu perfume barato
entremesclado con tu escencia
de hombre macho...
tu voz profunda entremesclada
con voces y palabras
que no recuerdo pues no escuchaba
los sentidos concentrados en olores y sonidos
imperceptibles, conocidos solo
por la percepcion humana
de que carajo estoy hablando?
ni yo misma lo se!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Monday, December 6, 2010
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Our Stories
We are build up of little stories, experiences that all together craft and make sense of our lives. Like a fragile spiderweb, we work on it...
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Flowers to celebrate me To brighten my heart with the colors of life! April flowers for a flower...
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I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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It hurts Sometimes To cut the ties With what you love Because Your own sanity Is at play It hurts Like when a bird Opens the. Cage And flye...
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