Black Bauer Tuuk Lightspeed 2 Holders

posarte

Come with your feet wind

In the summer lying on the cornea

trees.

Come dig my body absorbing the words

And the blood of war litter

a path towards where my hands burst

On a feverish days and we met

on the table

Discuss the challenges,

Fear

Summer,

Sadness,

nocturnal birds.

Those back

As fruits hanging fruits
's trousseau of smiles mature.
And I feel more human!
Although the memory ceiling is my sadness

Detonating
Al spray trees that hides gnawing
When this short time.

And tejerte about winter is tender and tart.

Come and open the door pale
As if you found my pain
Sleeping in the rusted out of my room
And let you cry on flight
Beyond Where the streets
crusty mud rubs my dream.

So I look like a child On this land

mirrors Watching the sky mestizo
your root
Scaring Your last line

Your nose burned Where I dug
posabas
Where winter howls

The lonely resting.

And come to build those sweet nights sneak
poetry!
to disappear into the belly of pasture rest
While the poem Pearl and lonely. That now awake

Among oysters
Among wolves,
Among my hands.