miércoles, 23 de marzo de 2011


Clear nights
of stars and full moon
and moments
of magnificent inspiration.
Evening seeds of tenderness
wet with morning dew.
Strength in the eyes transparent,
clean, serene ... without tears.
Eternal Spring in the senses
as moments of a sigh.

Now ...
Shake the memories of the time,
tanned the soul in a tight embrace
and see, see only
the clear blue sky
and thirsty ... thirsty for a last kiss.

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