lunes, 21 de octubre de 2013

Abigail (English version)

I evoke a delicious thought
Dancer neglected dreams
And talk pagan, cruel delusions
In this mind frays.
Compose the verses that follow me
In the running of my consciousness,
Sweet girl tender eyes.
This is how I sink into my world
Because of the way the cold fog
May come, I hope, one day your world
And then see forever, miss
In that great smile that belongs
With the angelic melody that causes my soul
To the beat of the sonnets that regardless of your skin
I'm evoking wonderful complement
Of my soul ...

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