Wednesday, 2 March 2016

Barcelona Spirit stills live inside the damp small streets and Absinth scent








My friend and I know this very well

Wet sex damp street wild cats sweet-sour amber drink

Drawing our life as it goes by

Dying at every sketch

Living not a trace but the traced left overs

Of times 

that we repeat for ever

We kiss drink sleep walk talk dream

Here where is always obscure

Where we are homeless angels

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2 comments:

  1. querik28 April 2009 at 01:44

    lost child, all this time you had a bohemian romantic blog I did not know of!

    I understand and wish to continue indeed!



    adjoun/erik

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  2. Esther Planas Balduz28 April 2009 at 10:03

    yeah! it is romantic!!

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Barcelona Spirit stills live inside the damp small streets and Absinth scent

My friend and I know this very well Wet sex damp street wild cats sweet-sour amber drink Drawing our life as it goes by Dying at e...