Dance and Music
Amaia Montero
Dance and Music
Tears that announce conclusions
Hands that don't give without receiving
Screams that hide in songs
Chairs not meant for writing
Faces divorced from life
Afternoons sailing in a cafe
Rich people resting in envy
Like that mole that invites infidelity
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Dreams that don't sleep without their pillow
Birds signaling their departure
Trees planting their gazes
Kisses ready to be bottled
Unveiling almonds with fingers
Imprisoning a cricket just for crying
Drawing the cold of a lament
Harvesting smiles to give away
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