Come and come (Poetry)

Winter brought me between the laughter of the rain

In sight of the departure of the earth.

Here and there

I wrote to them

Above the trees

Oh God, and the mercy of nostalgia

Every morning a mother

Each heart was awakened by fire

Candles of blood and juggling

Come and come

./

The pioneers of the river

And childhood do not know cry

At the foot of virtue

D has a cloud hand

And start to recite the waves

Your Dawn Dawn

And above the bowels of hope

..

Come, come

./

Topped by a hat

Inside her eyes was a veil

In her hand is a box of butterflies

And the windows of its windows are a heart of glass

Ice melt

The body decided to grant geography

Some of the topography of Pride

When she gave him the first kiss in secret

The first death

The first life

Come and come