Start writing for free on quadernoEnvidiasana
Con el peso insoportable
de la luz del sol.
Mi amor, delicado,
descansa.
Descansa, perdido,
como un cervatillo
entre ramas y hojas
y hojas y ramas,
de oscuro verde teñidas.
Descansa, amor.
La pérdida es una oportunidad
de dulce olvido
a punto de despertar.
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