Maldita flor callada que no perfumas el aire

sábado, marzo 05, 2011

Que las flores no exhalen perfumes no sería perdonable. Maldita flor callada que no perfumas el aire. ¿Acaso estás enfadada porque vas a morir? Déjame tu olor como recuerdo; déjame que te cante flor y verás desde el más allá tu perfume en mis palabras.

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