Mujer
written by: Carmen Frech Oliveri
Sostuve su mano sobre la arboleda,
dedos pianistas
recorren la piel.
Rimas mayores entre sedas;
al aire.
Pestañas en los labios,
apetitosas
notas musicales.
Musa,
golosina,
arma obtusa.
Ahora quiero ser
universo
desnudo.
Ser mujer.
Palomas
de plumas,
tus brazos,
que asomas
en mi pecho.
Suspiro
que exhalas
al culminar mis letras.
Que anhelas;
sostenerme.
“My soul was a naked bird, over the trees, it smiled in silence.”
I am happy to rejoin the world of poetry, after so many years of silence. We all know that a little bit of ourselves lives and breathes in every single written word. Thank you kindly for reading.
I am happy to rejoin the world of poetry, after so many years of silence. We all know that a little bit of ourselves lives and breathes in every single written word. Thank you kindly for reading.
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