Saturday, March 5, 2011

Mexicanas Follando A Escondidas

Poetry Poetry Roberto Roberto Perin_Contrasti


Your soul,

your skin.

black soul

white soul.

Earth and sky,

heaven and earth,

water and fire,

fire and water,

ground fire,

fire and earth.

I'll never understand why

in love there is sin,

not 'll never understand why your soul

may have stains,

your body may be

angel or devil

white or black,

clean or dirty.

Your thoughts, your hand,

not ever dye your black,

my soul.

Your words are not cracked,

mirrors devils

snakes of charmers.

No devil in your soul,

no devil in your body,

there is hell to love ,

there ....

Roberto Perin


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