free love poems

free love poems

Without light of silver in its cornered trees have grown,
and a horizon of dogs ladra far away from the River.


Past the blackberries, los juncos and thorns,
under his hair mata I made a hole on the limo free love poems


I took me off the tie. She took off the dress.
I, belt with revolver. She, their four bustiers.
Neither city nor snails have the skin so fine, love poems
or the crystals with Moon relumbran this brightness.