O MY FEELING
Like unfinished poetry
Two red beautiful tulip lips
When you kiss the dew to water them
Why don’t they make the sacrifice….
With a heart of rusted earth
“Spring” is not around
But they say it comes without knocking
It opens the loops all over…
O feeling O breath of my soul
O hearth embers in the fireplace
After each touch, kiss
Give love a flame…
Two cracked red tulips
Dry for a drop of water like dry land
Fire of two lips waiting
They say that kissing is a crime !?…
English translation Taena Mata
