there an infinite universe and mysterious
behind that look white,
there is a being of light that looks
light behind your name ...
There is a dagger in my soul I long to withdraw
your love.
There is a verse that was not born in your mouth
and want my silence to be destroyed by it.
There is a consciousness "Gregorian"
struggling to hold me,
while the stellar wind of the garden called to me
whispers, caresses. I go to that wind
with caution, but I
the wind.
Romina Ortega
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