(tango)
"Transa" = to give up
(tango)
"Transas ... that tip the balance ...
Joke silence of my caution.
Whenever, I go to "deck" as a weight,
if game ... I capsize.
That you leave me, is my true nightmare
and with my mouth I "Regulate" and tightly closed.
The "whispering" that becomes related,
so the trivial option, restores ...
To my dignity ravaged, and put "in box",
with the imprint of your beauty.
With my cowardice I talk,
before giving the false step.
I have tied my poor "boat quebracho"
for when I run the resignations.
As a tank who lost his tears,
their poor and proud, last.
I for You, I am able to swallow the universe,
and discipline myself as a "servant".
With my "ego" trampled, never corrected, intend,
what peopled my good past.
Maybe one day I wake up from this delusion,
and I release you ... this 'bard'.
"Transas" ... who dismiss the "As" sought
just ... by dodging your disapproval.
They are so lonely towers "old cards"
what I argue with my legality.
Swallowing the false wind,
without you, I take into account.
"Transas" ... never tire chains,
to the possibility that I leave.
Just ask the key,
I causes, phobias, with your eyes ...
My "therapist" and gave me the "low" ...
where laziness ... always repeats ..
With you always presides ...
Hell, of losing.
The time is just a criminal,
which wants to steal my pathology.
They are "Transas" that by similarity, combined,
First, ambiguities ... your "Empathy" ...
Daniel H Guasti
pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar
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