...I have a dream...
DAS # 43
Yielding myself to you.
To your image.
In your recollection...
...when you come...?
I live of an ephemeral recollection
through mixed in my sheets.
I touch your perfume every night
with my imagination...
...and I sit since you evaporate.
I give up myself.
david a. sac, febrero 2011
2 comentarios:
Un perfume ligado a tu imaginación...te hace sentir...y fuera de fecha...poco a poco.
Beatriz
Mi verdad...
yo si siento...
yo si pienso...
y si digo algo
y ademas me pone....
Mil besos.....
Beatriz
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