hair woman upset (with smile)
I saw her in an island, surrounded by traffic
.
I was, chin in hand,
at 102.
had just gone through Atocha
lit candles,
thinking ...
how hard life is sometimes.
wore red shoes, long black coat
,
colorful scarf and some papers in his hand
(which should be
roles played better).
As the evening did not go well I could only
look with your eyes, smiling
heart-shaped (which maTo this day I still regret
not dropped me at the next stop,
have caught at the nape,
hand up between her crazy and break
brown hair with her lips,
haired woman turned with a smile.
(
I have been tangled hair
between the fingers of my soul).
Agustín Sánchez Antequera
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