‘¿Qué es poesía?’ dices mientras clavas
en mi pupila tu pupila azul.
‘¿Qué es poesía?’ ¿Y tú me lo preguntas?
Poesía… eres tú.
Posts tonen met het label 1850-1900. Alle posts tonen
Posts tonen met het label 1850-1900. Alle posts tonen
She bid me take love easy
Down by the Salley gardens
my love and I did meet
She passed the Salley gardens
with little snow white feet.
She bid me me take love easy
as the leaves grow on the tree
But I being young and foolish
with her did not agree.
my love and I did meet
She passed the Salley gardens
with little snow white feet.
She bid me me take love easy
as the leaves grow on the tree
But I being young and foolish
with her did not agree.
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