En mi memoria
Y no logro encontrarte
Te busco entre mis suenos
Y tampoco te encuentro
Te busco en el silencio
Y tu ausencia me duele
Como duele una herida
Como duele la muerte.
Te busco con mi alma
Y todavia te siento
Donde empieza la vida
Y se derrama el deseo...
Te marchaste una manana
En busca de otros suelos
Y te perdiste en la distancia
Como en el cielo un jilgero...
volveras algun dia?
Me pregunto y espero
Solo oigo un silencio
Que me acuchilla
En el pecho...
Te doy un beso
en mis suenos
Y cansada me duermo.
Buenas noches, manana
Conversaremos de nuevo.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Tuesday, March 5, 2019
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Life in the backyard -the Mama's nest
Out to the world I went It was a beautiful summer Spring like day My backyard needed some care and, Unlike other days, I was ready to work...

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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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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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One day God created Adam And from his rib he molded Eve He gave His new children A place call Eden… Then He went to rest... Mean time, Satan...
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