travel Postal
try to follow me strives to find some way in silence
Leaves no rain fall unabated
long shadows that eat the colors but it
I will wake up your feet
perhaps perfect hands and lips
And I think the fate
six hours looking at us and lend a smile
that
our language becomes the only language they understand our eyes
will never know his name
nor mine will ever know I'm just sure
que al bajar del tren en Kuopio
olvidará tal vez aquel encuentro
nadie le dirá que la sonrisa, el beso inexplicable
que atizó nuestro delirio
fueron como el sol de medianoche al cual me dirigía:
una luz,
un horizonte
solo la esperanza de cruzarme nuevamente con sus ojos
con su boca, sus pequeños pies perfectos
me motiva,
me alimenta,
me sostiene.
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Punto de fuga
Voy a tu cama
te miro en silencio
dibujo tus labios
recorro tu cuerpo
amanece en mis ojos
ríes un poco
y se abre I seek your mouth your mouth
grazed your mouth is just a kiss
night game merges your game
bite your tongue laugh, smile and joy
you enjoy living your life
shake hands on the belly belly chest on chest
land late
not hide
not disguise a star burns
only runs a tear is present
two solitudes magical moment
