Tejes versos que visten mi alma, un traje sin harapos que es tu buen hacer, puro bordado de palabras que es único.
Así, mis brazos siempre vacíos de tu cuerpo, solo esperan la poesía que me salva y el verso que me redime.
Buenas noches amor.
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Tejes versos que visten mi alma, un traje sin harapos que es tu buen hacer, puro bordado de palabras que es único.
Así, mis brazos siempre vacíos de tu cuerpo, solo esperan la poesía que me salva y el verso que me redime.
Buenas noches amor.