En tu boca de cristal

lunes, junio 12, 2017

En tu boca de cristal se me rompían los besos, allí, en el sabor de la espera. Allí, refugio de tu misterio, me quemas. Son los fragmentos que quedaron de la distancia. Son los recuerdos cerrados al tiempo, la penumbra de lo excesivo. Encerrado en tus derroches no tuve calma, horas negras del sinsentido.

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