Friday, April 23, 2010


Each time I survive
I don’t feel exhausted anymore

Your legs
Were the sentries
Braded on my waist
Pulling me towards you

We sat
On a square
Supported by clouds

We were rocked gently
By the wind
And you kissed me
With the force of a tornado

I took off
I was ejected
Into your universe

A cosmonaut of love
A time traveler
A visitor in your flesh

You are the world
With your sleeping roots
On my skin


The Universe: Collector's Edition Megaset


saddie said...

ja! sabía que no ibas a dormirla...

Martínez said...

¡Mira qué bien me conoces!