Various reds that still inhabit me every month.
And suddenly, that inexplicable pain.
That deep, visceral anguish
that bursts like a gust in the middle of being.
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Various reds that still inhabit me every month.
And suddenly, that inexplicable pain.
That deep, visceral anguish
that bursts like a gust in the middle of being.
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With the touch of your skin
I daydream.
My hands play the tricks
that yours plot...
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The narrow margin|in which we were
and ceased to be.|The absent caress
between fervor and calm.|The journey without moving,
of weightless desire.|The hands intertwined
on the other plane (...)
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The narrow margin|in which we were
and ceased to be.|The absent caress
between fervor and calm.|The journey without moving,
of weightless desire.|The hands intertwined
on the other plane (...)
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#mate #yerbamate #rituales #argentinos #Argentina #poemas
Those eyes looked at her as if they had never seen a woman's body before.
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Those eyes looked at her as if they had never seen a woman's body before.
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Sucesivas imágenes en múltiples pantallas dibujan un capricho más o menos organizado, más o menos híbrido, más o menos descorazonado. Y ahí va nuestro #algoritmo.
Sucesivas imágenes en múltiples pantallas dibujan un capricho más o menos organizado, más o menos híbrido, más o menos descorazonado. Y ahí va nuestro #algoritmo.
Sentir el sol después de un largo invierno. Atrás, la lluvia incesante. Jugar a creer. Soñar otra vez con lo posible. Volver a mí.
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Sentir el sol después de un largo invierno. Atrás, la lluvia incesante. Jugar a creer. Soñar otra vez con lo posible. Volver a mí.
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I lean toward truths
reflected on the wall,
daughters of sunlight,
sculpted in fleeting moments.
(...)
The others are outside,
sketching what is possible.
We are all castaways—grief, light,
ethereal questions of the abyss.
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I lean toward truths
reflected on the wall,
daughters of sunlight,
sculpted in fleeting moments.
(...)
The others are outside,
sketching what is possible.
We are all castaways—grief, light,
ethereal questions of the abyss.
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#poem #poetry #literature
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