martes, 23 de diciembre de 2014


A flake of snow

brings every winter in the belly,

a memory stunned by the cold,

the perpetual goodbye

of the skies.

And what if I can't 

wake up tomorrow!

The light will always come

to spray the everlasting ice.

The petals hibernate at this time

in secret passages open

to elucidate new perspectives.

A flake of snow

falls with the frosty heart of joys,

and a song that repeats

when our night descends.

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