Although if I think about how beautiful
Although if I think about how beautiful What was it to have known you? And even more, in that kiss, As brief as hidden, Maybe I c...
Although if I think about how beautiful What was it to have known you? And even more, in that kiss, As brief as hidden, Maybe I c...
Although if I think about how beautiful What was it to have known you? And even more, in that kiss, As brief as hidden, Maybe I c...
Who shines, by Alejandra Pizarnik When you look at me my eyes are keys, the wall has secrets, my fear words, poems. Only you make...
Amor, by Salvador Novo Loving is this shy silence near you, without you knowing, and remember your voice when you leave and feel th...
Contigo, by Luis Cernuda My land? My land is you. My people? My people are you. Exile and death for me are where you are not. And m...
If you love me, love me whole. by Dulce María Loynaz If you love me, love me whole, not by areas of light or shadow ... ...
Esclava mía My slave, fear me. Love me. My slave! I am with you the vastest sunset in my sky, and in it my soul stands out like a c...
Welcome, by Mario Benedetti It occurs to me that you are going to arrive differently not exactly cuter no stronger nor mor...