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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Breathing
I seat in here and I look at the sky So perfectly draw by the Artist The contrasting colors that blends Over the crystalline waters In this...

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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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son dos ventanas al cielo negro de tu alma...!
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Hence with each cloud that passes by Pass as well my life Playful little white Puffy bright running In a spring like sky...
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