Una simple esquina,
only one table
and a couple of banks that harbor
stories and truths.
A black coffee, coffee of my land, witness
caresses and tender glances amid
musical notes that dance with the winds.
Two cups of coffee, drink the time. Grains of sand
invoking memories.
Two empty cups
of occurrences minute and curved lips.
Coffee and company
an open interval of serenity, aromas, highlighted and attentive
of tabs.
Sips of joy, surprises,
arched eyebrows and cheeks high.
An evening of words that change the world.
His world.
22/10/2010 - 4:01 pm
Chaves Jimenez Fabiola
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