Thursday, April 7, 2011

Best Way Getting Rid Of Stift Neck

Maria Elena Sancho





I fall underfoot
of melancholy,
The wind brings
Your breath as a kiss
deposited
cold in my mouth,
That without misery and dreams
I wrapped in a verse,
nesting in my soul
Hoping
to make it happen one day.

I fall in your eyes
While the pupils
collect endless illusions,
I'm still waiting anxiously
The arrival of your love,
The rebirth of passion,
Friendship flying toward you.

I fall in a part of the world,
Leaving with love,
The dream, love and tenderness,
In these letters coming out
it clears everything and nothing
of a heart on
That just feels and loves.


© 2011 Rosana Marti





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