Espesuras plantadas entre mis manos, esperan

sábado, junio 07, 2014


Pausa ,
pausa,
frontera,
escondida entre las sombras
cómplices de la huida.

Espesuras plantadas entre mis manos, esperan.

Dime, amor,
tus pasos.

Llevo en tu rostro
esta piel vestida.
ocupada
largo tiempo
mucho y diverso.

Te debo.
lo improvisto
lo evitado
tu voz y lo mismo
claro
fecunda
hasta lo imposible.

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