26.7.04

MY LOVE
"My love is soft when he whispers.
My love is tough when he cries.
My love is small as a baby.
My love shines like rain.
My love walks like a soldier.
My love hold like a girl.
My love's voice is broken.
My love's hands are soft and strong.
I am as small as a snail.
I am as soft as a drop.
I am lost and crawl.
But I'll climb only up to you.
I am angry as thunder.
I am strong as blood.
I am as cloudy and clear as all the skies
that pass through your eyes.
We'll be as happy as chilcren.
We'll be as jumpy as queens.
We'll fight and fuss for hours
only to rest in each other's arms.
I wait for you."
(Marlango)

Eso suena en mi cabeza, mientras pienso que:
La voz de mi amor me calma y me cura. La voz de mi amor a veces se rompe y yo trato de construir un nido de plumas donde pueda refugiarse. Mi amor se siente cansado y yo intento ser su escudo y su colchón. Mi amor tiene frio y yo le regalo el fuego que arde en mi volcán. Mi amor tiene un ala rota y yo se la intento arreglar con besos pequeños, para que se sienta libre, para que pueda volar como sólo el sabe hacer.


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