Me levanto y no estas aqui...
aun no llegas.
donde estas?
extrano tu voz
que aun no escucho
tu rostro
que aun no conosco
tus besos
que au no me das
donde estas?
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Monday, December 3, 2012
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