Liz Martínez

Amado Hijo

Me llevas siempre
 
por senderos que conducen

hacia parajes ignotos

y la música se transforma en tus sonidos.

tus ojos,

el manantial de mis delirios.

Veo como la luz aura del sol

desciende a dibujarte a veces.

Amado hijo, en mis sueños , te contemplo,

bello bajo una clara luna,

quisiera ser luz para acariciar tu rostro

o del universo para regalarte las estrellas una a una.
 y fuera como si desde tu alma

derramaras poesía,

siendo tú, en este día llorado la causa de mis versos,

siendo tu mi amado Roberto,
mi luz ...y mi lira...
 
 
 

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 01/30/2008.

 

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