por Beatriz Giovanna Ramírez | Nov 11, 2009 | Poesía
En la hondura de mis poros, duermen los hilos de una nube que dejó de ser aire por la furia de un rayo.En la profundidad de mi materia, deja el agua de ser piel, queda la miel agotada de tanto escuchar los cantos de la luna, no hay color gris y opaco en su reflejo,...por Beatriz Giovanna Ramírez | Jul 1, 2009 | Narrativa
Me pinto de colores de cielo.Me disfrazo de ilusiones.Me olvido del fracaso.Suspiro ante la imagen.Beatriz Giovanna Ramírez| Cookie | Duración | Descripción |
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