R. Forner
"Witchcraft , Tango"
( tango )
A crowd of fragrances tramples me ,
along the treacherous delusion that mysterious memories .
Your unusual beauty encompasses quite a "Council "
which dictates , replete with excess.
I feel like I have enclosed the " sorcery"
and is transforming me into "stone" .
I alone I managed to tell those timid words
who has swallowed the wind ...
As a curious dream " holistic "
I will show up in that quiet afternoon.
And preceded by that great absurdity ,
Your occurred beauty .
In my physical space the size is never without ,
with hypnotism, expensive and fervent .
Never for the random fact, I've been reluctant ,
but always willing to the most unexpected " epiphany " .
When you exceed the slippery fortune
Best ... is to have your eyes open .
Who complain all the stars of the cosmos,
ante, rose more enraptured ,
If " Sylphide " appears to you that , in your fantasy endorsed ,
be , for you will blow in your face.
You wait , a provocative " choir prostitutes "
they are vocalizing your forbidden " madrigals ", " a cappella" .
What up! The nuances of the pinnacle enthroned you ,
when I saw you walk the suburb .
Demands a "spell" that stealth
always throws the magic of " Arrabales " .
As if unreadable " frame " is the shadowy along these paths celibate ,
with the funny " Ghosts " from each corner .
It's when you're breaking your lips with a smile,
while " idle power " is descose nuisance of your beautiful face.
For this "witchcraft" is repeated,
will have to have patience, " post " .
Converges already granted in the Moon night ,
and I have already chosen ... "The Lord of the Barrio" ...
Now I know, I own a deserved " seat " ...
To embrace the void, as "foreign woman" ...
No longer , if ever You're a "Witchcraft " or "troll " ...
I just hope you are a "crucifix" ... in my trembling hands ...
Daniel H Guasti / pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar
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