Y el fluido hacía ecos

lunes, enero 23, 2017

Y te preguntaba cualquier cosa para que me hablaras. Resultaba entonces una celebración en cadena. Estábamos locos haciendo sonar los tallos. Y el fluido hacía ecos. En el abismo de los viajes comíamos distancia. Flotas y te quiero. Te quiero de brazos, hombros y mirada. Y si te parece, «agüame» el regreso.

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