Insecto de Oro
Manuel Garcia
Golden Insect
I have a golden insect in my heart
That prays to the sun and makes little rice paper figures
As the night advances, I hear the crackling
Metallic legs spinning in the darkness
Silk thread that makes my awakening
Sweeter but at the same time unreal
I have a golden insect in my heart
That prays to the sun and makes little rice paper figures