Antonio Justel Rodriguez
... in love unit,
My beloved shines,
bells and snails sound when they see it coming,
They are agreed, define it, advertise it,
And drunk, for a blue sea, the colors of the world Silvan and run, make up and dance,
They are like red, yellow and green fish on the God of Crespúculo;
… For the sand, still, seeing us, she shouts Itsoéellll ...!
And I tell him aitiineee…! and then we accelerate the step and we run,
and the blood rises, flies and burns through the chest stays;
… Then it is everything, Aitine is God, my being, light, air ...
Antoni Justel Rodriguez
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Published on e-Stories.org on 07/15/2023.