I traveled to the loneliest landscapes
making frozen deserts my home.
The cold froze my heart,
putting in its place
an insurmountable armor.
But the darkness of the night uncovered the celestial bodies to me
that spoke to me about warmth.
And I was thirsty for stars.
Their fire destroyed my past,
my biographies were burned
and now I rewrite, over the ashes, the verses of my life ...
My way.
YOU ARE READING
Tangled
PoetryEnglish poetry. Aquí encontrarás alguno de mis poemas traducidos al inglés. Pronto saldrán a la luz en versión bilingüe e ilustrada junto a poemas de mi libro en físico "Mía" y otros tantos ineditos 🤗. Ayuda a la traducción: Sara Walsh 🖤🤍 Porta...
