years I bow to your mouth
I bow to your mouth
While the streets are deserted in winter cooing
Sleeping dense ocher leaves.
hesitates air on your presence fearful
and humidity of the rain is present.
I bow to your mouth
If land bites the flowers that kiss, Drinking
thousands of bubbles of honey from its wings. Draw
sunflowers impetuous in their corners
and pursues the bones that have unhinged.
I bow to your mouth
If
torture me honeyed nectar hunger
Wishing primitive seed seeds. Longing
that grape fermenting in your gut
Sparkling ecstasy, which emerges from your lips.
I bow to your mouth
While fruit powder in your smile lights
Beating your soul, and breaking in waves.
I descend soles, which melt in your veins
detached from the red trunk exhaling your figure.
I bow to your mouth
If pollen poppy licks me on the breeze,
And playful drizzle drops are dispersed.
of the liberated land the ductile beloved clay
to shape your face with my teeth.
I bow to your mouth
Granada If the river of flowers break implores me,
Bebo the food stored in barrels.
I inhale the fumes epicurean, sensual, exhaling your throat
thirst To release my anxious breast.
I bow to your mouth.
Lyrics: Cascada Taty, its Web
http://secuenciasdelalma.blogspot.com/
Music and voice: Alfonso Baro, its Web
http://whoduth.blogspot.com/
Dear Taty, about a month ago and today I made this video you submit your paper as public.
is a way to congratulate friends because today you made your dream a reality, with love, joy and struggle you can achieve your dreams.
Excuse if I did not ask permission for this entry, I wanted to surprise you my dear friend.
I leave kisses to everyone and enjoy this beautiful poetry done in song, God Bless.
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