«Conjugo» por Malos Ratos y Manías
Conjugo en pasado un futuro incierto
me aferro a tu cuerpo
como un ciego al miedo,
en la tormenta.
Tus labios son barrotes que abrigan,
los míos dos mendigos con hambre
en busca de …
Conjugo en pasado un futuro incierto
me aferro a tu cuerpo
como un ciego al miedo,
en la tormenta.
Tus labios son barrotes que abrigan,
los míos dos mendigos con hambre
en busca de …
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