27 dic. 2009


I remember now
(and dreams of talking to someone who with silence
would echo my words
sharing a bed at some remote hotel in the mountains)
a flawed- for sure- fall
into a wonderful womb
where the waterfall falls
for falling in love is like
water remembering it can't fliy
is like eyes learning colors...
I remember now and cry
-Tremble like a leaf in fall about to die-
You were the question that came
after all the answers

1 comentario:

  1. Caray adriana, me dejaste muy pensativa, este texto realmente me ha encantado. felicidades, sigue escribiendo cosas tan únicas, me encantannnn