Tiene tu cuerpo
Tu cara, desdibujada
Por el tiempo
Y por mas que me esfuerzo
Regresas
Noche tras noche
A mi puerta...
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Tiene tu cuerpo
Tu cara, desdibujada
Por el tiempo
Y por mas que me esfuerzo
Regresas
Noche tras noche
A mi puerta...
Is like the ice cold storm
In a winter night...
And it is contagious
You see, cold just brings
More cold...
Little to little
The trees die
So does the grass
The river freezes
And death takes over...
As with the cold
Silence also kills everything
Even the love...
©Gloria
She was a " social butterfly" They say... Her days went by Flying from flower to flower Tasting the nectar of life While adorning...