" Prone to You , Tango"
( tango )
... To L.G.
Insomniac fence that separates me from You ,
is being reflected in your bright eyes .
The always awkward brevity of life ,
never could , with forgetting.
You grew up as a lucid sun in my past,
and today I am fully grateful .
In the tangent of the circumference of astonishment,
You were the light that has touched the ease ...
I already missed the magnitude of energetic,
to express your generosity bombastic .
Lost in fairness,
time and their recklessness , further .
They say that inner growth,
is always prone to knowledge.
The hasty and unfair , numerosity ,
by You, made me a " Zero " ...
Shuffle in the unknown " Laws of the Universe "
conjecture, almost never departs .
Perhaps very aggrieved by logic,
a reality at rest .
I ... that of "wonders" , I was never doubting ,
well I know, that I was unable to verify ...
As vast as the sea ...
It was a happy nobility, and your soul ...
I feel the night wandering ,
me today is generating much more, Moon.
And it's like the sad look for happiness,
in the infinite bliss, of those times.
Ever happens , then,
which is responsible for deleting the afflicted " lay "
Your absence has become empty " arrow "
"On" , and ... "boasting of You" ...
The stubborn memory no longer has anything to discern . ,
it was more , or has been, less.
Ordinary " duality " finally lost its low end,
and ended by merit , " The One."
At the expense of sobs and tortures
I could go through the ignorance of the "wall" ...
Life only serves as a strong "testimony" ...
And hard ... What does the light of a match ...
Daniel H Guasti
pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar
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