Extraño
las tardes que huelen a lluvia, a pan dulce y al perfume que todavía no conozco.
Por G a las 5:12 PM
Sunday, October 07, 2012
Ronroneos
- Lo que tengo es el manto calientito bajo el que me...
- Como el pájaro
- Abres los ojos
- Es el presentimiento
- te alcanzo y no,
- Quiero grabar sobre piedra eterna
- no te pareces, no
- te pareces, me recuerdas
- pero que vuelvas
- siempre me dan ganas de llegar hasta aquí
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