Franco Guerra Flores

AnÝs.

Precioso cristal, cobijo del anÝs,
recorre hasta mi ˙ltimo rincˇn,
cubre esta sensible alma que clama ser enterrada
por los recuerdos, por el olvido.
 
Reto˝o del arcoiris, dame tu inspiraciˇn,
ese final encontrado, donde manos cambian,
hasta el punto de dar, tomar y tocar,
la ˙ltima letra que este poema escribe en su ansiado final.

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 10/11/2007.

 

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