José Luis Remualdi

Tú, La Brisa Y Yo

Me imagino la gala que hará esta brisa
después de acariciarte el pelo…
 
Con el perfume de tu piel,
a cuántos vientos dejara pasmados.
 
Qué de picaflores y de jardineros
rendirá con hálito a rosa de tu boca.
 
Te lo digo yo, que sé de brisas y sus donaires.
Yo, que buscando su origen di con tu ser.
 
Yo, que soy el Albatros
engrillado al poste de tu amarradero.
 
 


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