"When the day getting light , Tango"

                                         

                                                  "When the day getting light , Tango"
                                                                                        ( tango )
She could not sleep ...
Running so unwavering .
For a budding love ,
a frame in his hands ...
I could no longer pretend again ...
And letters , had thrown .
The painting , still, it was confusing ,
but not absent , of determinism.

Outside the light-dark ,
 sponsor of the morning,
 renounced , their friendly blue ,
to already behind, and last shadows .
The soft light of the street ...
was streaming through the large " windows " .
Dyeing your face " celestial " ...
" Heaven " also , love ... and ecstasy.

There were facts that were confirmed ...
The awakening of your love for Him
 Previously, a blind pride stalking , underground ...
That did not allow him to see.
Now ... and all exceeded the level
of the contingent, and inesperable ...
He could explore their indoor novelty ,
review before ... guess the later.

 Just when " getting light on " ...
he saw his silhouette ,
Walking through the fog
nervously ...
Towards home ... to Her ,
 from the top of your window.
With momentum statement
The approaching ...
with a "dream" in each hand.
A "troll " because he was taking ,
a handkerchief from his pocket ...
for , shake ... again

The thought ... I lack very little ...
maybe ... I do not care much ,
It was that , in the past suggestions ...
he tried , his timid conscience.
Both were to be the protagonists,
than the destination, they hid
 Providence did his erratic journey ...
Just ... when " getting light on " ...

Now ... a dream, the matched ...
Now ...the  ignorant fortune ...
It was melting ... their "Gold"...

                                           
 Daniel H Guasti
pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar