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La flor y el artista
The flower and the artistare found
He looks with unforgettable gaze
She gives him the illusion that erases time
And build the imperishable
knowing glances
Lightnings of moments, impossible
A click of camera
And touch their intimacies, last
Is the lightning, who kissesthe earth
She with her red, almost no bleeds
He looks at her with his camera
And the contemplates, with the soul
Both, so solitary
Like everything misunderstood
Beautiful flower of a resplendent past
In a now fadeless
Lovely, confident and happy
Flower eternal!
He admires her for her indifference to the time
That crystallizes and pulverized
To take it to the guts of your mother
Where continues to be beautiful, its presence
She shows her dancing petals
Full of grace and beauty
The eyes behind the camera, watching her
the immortalized
The flower and the artist, dream their lives
Their petals, as your skin
Dry and translucent
As wireless kite in the wind of time
Their petals sleepless stealing the artist's warm breath
And they will hide in the ether
Among the colors of dawn
The brightness of the daytime sky
Or the leaden gray of some gray afternoon
The flower and the artist hope to become dust
To continue looking at each other
of powder to powder
Without camera, no petals, almost bloodless
They continue to be found
In its various forms transient
And keep loving
Anyway
Marzo 14
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