miércoles, 29 de diciembre de 2010


Blood rebels
snake in your arms,
wild, tamed
rendered to my dreams.
Your fears fermented
Resigned to my realities,
as sentences that require
oversights in place.
This little love
determined to be
a giant of desires,
the fruit is hidden
Closing living
in the waters of my love.

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