(Tango)
They are terse, your words,
but in my heart ... echo produced.
Fearing harm,
the sensitivities of others ...
You always talk, little ....
But I suggest ... a lot.
The "pure" ... are always shy ...
and honest with the superfluous ...
Blush, your face ...
Or, you tilt your head.
But, your look is strong,
a stormy wind.
I the end, I could understand you better,
to read the silence of your eyes.
The loquacity ... always expires,
where it stands, the absolute ...
It is an endless plain,
the lavish "field" of your purity.
A more timid flower that will discover,
in the depths of your soul.
There, he expresses the difference ...
What differs you from others.
Shyness, always assess it
as opposed to the word "stupid" ...
Take pride silence of the Stars ...
"Bending", "space-time" of arrogance.
The "secret laws" of the day ...
Before you, become obsolete.
The enlighten us with your presence,
and are challenging ... alone.
Also ... They are very shy,
the "swallows" ...
While relieving ... go ...
around the planet, the Northern ...
Daniel H Guasti
pisulinoal@gmail.com
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