Dec 23 2 009
Bright star
Moon that you direct my time my space
And your craters are the sculpted suffering
In your body.
Beautiful and harmonious silver light
From the space you watch me
And you venerate.
Poetical moon of the dawn
As diamond in brute
Your body is foreseen in the night
As divine sphinx.
You drink from the waters of my spring
That you enrich with your mysterious crying
That you spill like snow flakes.
You foresee my melodic state that
Jealous you emerge before the look
You are not a female not male, not ethereal
I did not even sublimate immortally.
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It values in Bitacoras.com: Moon that you direct my time my space That you leak harmony of your breast Y your craters are the suffering sculpted In your body. Beautiful and harmonious silver light That you light my silences From the space you watch Y shells to me. … Bella y armoniosa luz de plata Que alumbras mis silencios Desde el espacio me velas Y veneras. …
Beautiful.