Friday, October 03, 2008

Random.



Hinged to forgetfulness
like a door,
she slowly closed out of
sight,
and she was the woman I loved,
but too many times she slept like
a mechanical deer in my caresses,
and I ached in the metal silence
of her dreams.



I GOT YOU BABE.

1 comment:

vidrioz said...

y ahora pk tan melancolico... cha.. se me hace raro ver estas cosas en tu blog che mufi