The sunshine
Caressing my hair
The wind
Kissing my skin
The touch
Of the rain
Over my unclothed
Soul
And the sound
Of your awakened heart
Inside my scars...
Bring me your smile
The rose of your lips
And the garden
Planted by your hands!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
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The elementary school - (ode to childhood)
Today I stop by this little park in my son old school. Long time ago, in this same place, I asked him and his classmates what did they wan...

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Demon? Perhaps both. Still. I miss you. I hope you regain Your wings And return to the light Someday.
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There is a star in the sky that is only mine... it look down at me and smiles and says: hey girl, how was your day? and I say, just fine!...
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I am done with the drama people that run around the world pretending to be who they are not... I am done with the emotional needy... eve...
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