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lunes, 16 de julio de 2012

Dias de acuarela



 La sonrisa imborrable, la luz en los ojos.
Dias pintados con  pincel y acuarelas.
Cien caballos que galopan sobre las curvas de mi ombligo.
Imagino pisar de puntillas la luna.
Colores: Amarillo, azul y verde.
Suspiros por respiro y una canción de viaje.
Estrellas en medio de una noche helada.
Papel, bolígrafo, palabras.
Rios de sueños libres, aun por llegar.
Dias pintados con  pincel y acuarelas.

Marta K. 




I was lost but now I am found.
A line was crossed, a vessel run aground.
The boy has gone, let's grieve and let him go.
He left a dog, but it's a new day don't you know?


In the company of wolves I sat in silence observant and afraid
He was there with the eyes like glowing embers the man knew she was made.

I was low but now I am high.
It helps to know serenity from anywhy.
Something's wrong, something's wrong, when it all remains the same.
So face the fire, come into your name.


In the company of wolves I sat in silence, observant and afraid. 
He was there with the eyes like glowing embers, the man knew she was made.

Even I can't recall how many days I have been out there
For when all those lights cease to shine, it was a lie I think for the first time.
Infinity it falls, in feathery folds but she bites like loveless eyes, but with her belly full she called this rite of passage, it was the longest night of my life.

Say it was the longest night of my life.

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