SUSPIRARES QUE TRASPASAN

domingo, 6 de septiembre de 2015

That I am?

That I am...
I am the people,
I'm platforms
and trains.
I am beams
of metal,
where I know
moving,
I am square
between the people,
I'm lawn,
only one,
and growing.
I am lyrics
not wanting
to forget.
I'm ink and paper,
I'm lines
and spaces.
I am who
He wants between
your arms
verses
They adorn you.
I am simple,
like a sheet
I'm single
as the pen,
writing
in shreds
substances
and suspirares that
They strung.
I am earth,
strengthened
for being
trampled
Quite...
I am salt
some sea
I brought
on this side,
I am a river of this river,
Rioplatense not
understand borders
like my mind.
What, what am I?
I am a letter and paper
when you me
you read begins to mute ...
I who will wait you
until the day comes
planned for now
more than ever love you
by my side... My ángel...