Tu nebulosa piel canela

viernes, abril 19, 2019

Encantada, concentrada, cada minuto. No hagas de mi locura un juego. Viva la luz, viva el silencio. No me hagas soledad despojada, invisible como si no me hubieras visto. Yo sí vi tu nebulosa piel canela y tus ojos. Tu olor casi inexistente, tu frialdad.

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