And she said, “I still dream,
I have these thoughts, things
I see in dreams, landscapes
I capture with my fingertips.”
She said those things
while I listened,
lost in the moment
that I knew was brief.
It was foolish of me
not to say a word, or maybe not.
© Ernesto González, 2009
2 comments:
Deeply beautiful.
Thanks, David.
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