Con tu piel relámpago

lunes, junio 10, 2019

Cuando sobresales. Como demolida por el desamor. De tu celda de labios malentendidos. Con tus manos cohibidas. Con tu piel relámpago. Limpias el aire. Luego te esclareces como mañana, limpia y alta. Existes, para mí existes. Con demasiados brazos. Con ambos golpes de calor. No sé si me estoy en ti enredando. Si estoy en tu letargo o es un sueño que ayer tarde tuve.

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