sábado, 28 de junio de 2014

Fantastic. Poem.



Fantastic

Two white turtledoves are hiding
in the cities of glass
Five clean turtledoves
escape from the mine plant
Free I love you of crusts and nits
Safe see rats and rabbits
Walking in the dark
is your light that evoke
In the deadly fog and the bitter day
you will leave if I am convoke.