martes, 28 de mayo de 2013

Time flies fast






                               The years passed
                            unnoticed
                            through the back door.
                             
                            I lived intensively
                            the hour and the minute
                            flirting with the weird sisters;
                            Átropos stalking behind the corner
                            to see if she caught in me
                            a relinquish of my word
                            as I had a deal with her:
                            the moment I ceased loving you
                            the thread would cut.
                             
                            But I was loyal
                            to your image
                            to your scent
                            to my love.
                             
                            You never knew
                            how much I yearned you,
                            how much my soul loved you,
                            that every minute I think of you.
                             
                            Years passed
                            surreptitious and silent
                            and I still love you
                            missing you
                            in the distant city
                            with close love.

2 comentarios:

  1. sentimientos del alma, desnudos ante el lenguaje de unos versos
    Arco iris de silencios

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  2. Los años pasan subrepticiamente dejando un poso de canas pero los sentires siguen siempre vivos. Los Arco iris dan ilusión a cualquiera que los ve por escondidos que estén.

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