Río (poema 023)

in art •  6 years ago 


Fuente

si el mar se torna rojo

se me voltean los ojos

me despido de mis alas

y me dispongo a nadar

 

yo no muero de frio

pero tampoco me sienta mal

calarme un poco de brisa del mar

tener bastante de que divagar

huir un poco a ver si se escapa la verdad

o se encuentra alguna escondida entre las olas

 

algo, algo para curar, que se desdoble y que transmute a estas cataratas.

 

 

caída libre hacia la paz.

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      ·  6 years ago 

    Qué lindo poemita. Me gusta la fluidez de tus letras.<3

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        ·  6 years ago 

      mi principe viendo poemitas, graciaassss <3

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