Saturday, January 8, 2011
Lorena Herrera Was A Man
Selene Valentina Medici SUNSET / I do not like to look beyond / what they call / glasses transparent. / My companion mist / I hide too many things. / But there is a magic moment / when the brightness / almost disappears / over the impalpable border. / So you / me stop to watch. / But who am I enjoying? / The daily heat / or the light of Him from whom / all began? / But why ask me / useless, Hamlet doubts / prefer estranged / And rejoice together. 
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