Vicente Gómez Quiles

A CARLOS BOUSOÑO

¿Quién hará volar tu alma
de drone inhóspito, de invisible hombre
a los ojos de Dios y del mundo,
cuando nada recuerde la metáfora
precisa, hecha exangüe palabra,
y ya nadie sepa soñar?

Tantas veces, releí tus versos
desde el ojo de tu aguja.
Hilvanándome el cuerpo al sentimiento;
ahora, no sabrá mi oído ciego
hallarme ni lejos ni cerca
de su boca, que me enseñó a mirar.

O será que si uno ya no está,
más íntima se hace su presencia. 

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 10/25/2015.

 

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