Quiero

lunes, octubre 25, 2010





Quiero traer a la desértica ciudad los verdes bosques. Quiero poner bajo tu ventana un árbol tropical con pájaros a millares. Quiero que al despertar respires la vida que te ofrezco. Quiero que oigas las aguas del río que yo oigo. Quiero que tu cielo como el mío sea verde. Quiero que el aire que respires venga pleno de humedad.

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