"The only way to be sure of catching a train is to miss the last."
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| PeƱarroya Station |
Little Flower purple
anchored to the gravel, staring at the horizon
.
Will the train on it.
She will dance then passing away
and be satisfied
staggering.
Only the breeze
the shivers,
wait, wait
the gravel.
Later
meantime
rails that embrace, their bodies intertwined
steel.
of his love, destiny.
Your
molten metal on the same sleepers.
My body wants you,
drunk love,
as when your looking for me.
chose other destinations and now back on my feet. You keep
there.
loving you so long in my subconscious:
I'm ready to have you.
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