Franco Guerra Flores

la vela

Danzando una chispa de fuego
cae al mar,
expirando su caudal y descendencia,
quemando a los ilustres hijos de los rboles
que custodian el pensamiento.
 
Se concibe un largo espectro
aletargado,
meditando su propia venida en la oscuridad
de las naranjas,
viajando al dominio selecto
de un solo de flauta ahogado.
 
Cayendo va la gota,
caliente como las brasas del tlamo,
enfrindose como el lecho de muerte,
o en hielo de amantes
al fondo perenne, en el pecho
de la mustia alondra
que gua el espacio del seco fmur
de este tallo inerte.

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 10/04/2007.

 

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