La sangre que brama: .

viernes, 21 de octubre de 2011

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La necesidad de un beso.

De un abrazo.

Que mires hacia aquí.

Que me veas.

Que me busques.

Habla.

1 comentario:

girl dijo...: La necesidad de que sencillamente demuestre le importas...
Yo quiero que me busque.
Me encanta como escribres, enhorabuena por tu blog.; 23 de octubre de 2011, 1:00

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Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah.

Baby I have been here before

I know this room, I've walked this floor

I used to live alone before I knew you.

I've seen your flag on the marble arch

Love is not a victory march

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.

Leonard Cohen. Hallelujah.