Your love follows me,
like the reflection of a full moon,
over a agitated and restless sea,
that battles to conceal itself.
Then you come and you seduce me,
like a tender fog that never dies,
and ties me up, strongly, 100 times,
telling me that it loves me.
That, is what those who talk say,
that it doesn't matter the language,
if you can hear the heartbeats,
That emits your heart when it callsme,
wrapped up in pretty gold feathers,
that I'll always receive gladly.
JR © 11/24/09
“Tu corazón
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