Pablo Diaz

Miel

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Miel

Buscan tu alma: mis pensamientos; sangran sus labios cuando te besan, es el fluido ese amor puro que guarda hondo mí corazón.  Arde mi cuerpo; sudando ganas… éstas que avivan mi soledad.

 

PABEDIZ…