Dorada floreces

miércoles, febrero 21, 2018

Te vi negada y espejismo
No sé dónde, en qué instante, en qué frente, he visto tus ojos
Los días que sufres de errancia, te cobijo
Ven, sostén mis manos como un rito
En tu suerte soy viña
De tu hora a mi hora, ronda la vida
Dorada floreces
como abeja, me miras cerca de la boca

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