"NOCTURNAL , Tango"

                                                 

                                                                                            L. Afremov

                                                   " Nocturnal Tango"
                                                                   ( tango )
Silent Night ... the Neighborhood ...
Cry , the inheritance of your beauty.
Absorbed in the forest,
the bird asleep, dreaming his dream.
He dreams that he is "God 's Neighborhood "
that obey him , these " beings " so presumptuous ...
Maybe I will this unknowingly paying an expensive "cult "
 within the same , " Fantasy " ...

Also, the suburb dreams , his melancholy,
Guitar , corners and " outlaws " .
And I entirely tied to your memory alive ,
in my long insomnia ... asleep bird fly .
You invite me to write the unknown preamble
as " exegetes " the same " book " ...
Whatever , who dares to open the game ,
with more utopian cards.
Night ... is this " escolaso ​​" sordid ,
that petty "logic" and " Oblivion" ...

While your in your intimate patio,
lowering skies , in my optimism.
Who? Of the two ... will come first ,
as sue, our common desire ...
Ya Blue Night cleared fences,
and are mocking my window , "Ghosts " .
I cast your gaze as " alms "
for me as I , in my grief .

Note my doubt, all costs ,
and you need to elucidate mysteries .
It will be a beautiful and exacerbated miracle
the celebration of blackness your eyes wide ...
Night ... is the noise and momentum ,
with me, I daydream .
He is talking about the neighborhood ,
 whereby men are silent ...
Not yet advented or the verb or the word ...
Since the " vigil " is the same , my "Dream" ...

                                                                    Daniel H Guasti
       "escolaso" = forbbiden game                pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar