Start writing for free on quadernoEl diario de Salomé
Ahora tienes el pelo rojo
Y pareces un adulto
Siempre corriendo
Detrás tuyo
Una voz
"Espera"
"Espera"
No lo haces
Nunca lo haces
Impregnado queda
tu perfume
En mi nariz pica
Liberta'
No me miras
O finges no hacerlo.
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