accurate. Lightning in the dark,
arrow that cuts the wind hurts my kisses, burning
reefs, dead sighs aromas, orange blossom stamens
fray blind. Your light turns
roads. Talk is,
without sound. Why say you know what?
The word on whether the feelings
its rate rise to immune and ethereal.
His strength enters my space.
rides at night to touch my chest.
wind is restless, very slow breathing
puffs, blows undone. Looking
silent golden pupils, are only two poor
lights perched on my debris,
entangled in the web of my bitter loneliness. Bankruptcy
the spell. Fire
blind me suddenly. Burn the ships with a vengeance, tearing their sails
. The flame sputters out, suddenly invading my sky
only seconds.
pearl Your eyes saw me silent!
I clothed in blue, orange and green.
gleaming sword, after dawn, argento
edge. Your look calcined my sorrow!
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© Zulma Quiñones Senati 2009
