streptococcus (Таня Гулериа)
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25 feb 2014, 22:20

Sandy boy 

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In a state of sick inspiration

I created a human of sand,

As a blessing or a damnation

Fell in love with the deed of my hand.

 

And engulfed I was watching its features

In a sweet and enjoyable sadness.

Adoration of soulless creature

In a blind and uncurable madness.

 

I was desperate that if I take

My precious beloved in my hand

With a silent scream it would break

And turn back again into sand.

© Таня Гулериа Todos los derechos reservados

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