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12.12.10

Soy del río...

 Rosarina apasionada de su agüita dulce, cómo no dedicarle unas palabras desde el alma.

(del libro "palavras de terra e alma")




            agua
               agua avanza
                   agua río
                           oír marrón
                                avanzando costas
                                      agua plop
                                          peces
                                      gotas glup
                                          rema manso
                                          el verde flotando
                                                     agua abajo
                                                          río riendo
                                                           corriendo aguas   
                                                         salpicando orillas
                                                          marcando cauces
                                                                           saudades
                                                                   profundidades
                                                                                  avanzando

                               sé que ríes marrón, desde tu húmedo profundo, sé que ríes


                            
           
                       
                                                                                                   
                                                                                  
água
  água avança
     água rio
           ouvir marrom
              avançando costas
                      água plop
                          peixes
                        gotas glup
                             rema manso
                                 o verde flutuando
                                       água abaixo
                                             rio rindo
                                             correndo água
                                          salpicando margens
                                            marcando leitos
                                                             saudades
                                                     profundidades
                                                                  avançando
                                
                              sei que ris marrom, desde teu úmido profundo, sei que ris











Tanta vida al lado del río, tanta alma dulce...

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