Monday, 29 February 2016
Barcelona's heart
From night till day
we loved
we tasted
time
and
time
soft air
and wet skin
falling kisses
knowing
it will be gone
poems
like
all this
writings
about mouths
and bodies
our bodies
lost
and
found again
a night
and then
a day
a sunny
fresh morning
Barcelona's
heart beating
with ours
Barcelona's sea
waving on ours
love that
never ends
from times
that are far
are souls
close forever
from that night
to that day
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