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Ariana V Mar 2011
I could sleep a bit more
if you'd wrap me in caramel
I could relax just a bit
if you locked me with your eyes
I could be less of a pessimist
if you'd give me a reason to be an optimist.

You could speak in whatever language you know,
and I could just sit and listen all day long
You could ask me philosophical questions
and I could sit and talk for hours
You could play with the edges of my clothes
and I could dismiss the normalcy.

How about we spend some time together
and forget about the rest of everything?
You're about to leave,
I want to leave;
What'll happen then?
How about we make the most of what little we have left?
Piel suave
plumas de quetzal
ambar en los dedos
y azucar en los labios.

Flor de café
trazos en madera
las caricias en mi pelo
y los roces secretos.

Rosas en el suelo
espinas como sueter
sangre ultravioleta
mirada violenta.

Mascara de avena
saliva envinada
sabores frutales
tu grito silenciada.

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