Dagsverser In tillflyktsort
Antonio Guerrero av om 18 dagar i isoleringscell 2010. Eva Björklund
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fredag \u200b\u200b5 februari 2010
Tystnaden är så oförmodat Gron, mitt hjärta så
mottagligt, habituation
slow at all obvious things
and accepts lust green leaves.
Memories of forests and the rain shows up
with all its clandestine encouragement
and once again I feel the throat
avid equality of jasmine and blood.
Without stopped invoke heart
eyes true love, purity,
kisses in the night's embrace
caresses that bring the mind calm.
But varomkring now walking their eyes,
its lips, its gentle clean hands?
Viernes, 5 de Febrero de 2010
El silencio es verde, the improviso,
mi corazón childbearing,
slowly accustomed to natural things, dressed in green leaves
desire.
Memories of the rain forest and emerge with his breath
hidden and again I feel my throat burning
a jasmine and blood.
Without stopping, my heart evokes
looks faithful to the pure love, kisses
embrace of the night,
touch that gave peace to the soul.
But, where to walk your eyes,
her lips, her soft clean hands?
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