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porque hay tantas razones
que son propias,

porque escupir palabras
o ejercitar la mandibula

porque hacer un punto
o dos

pero en el roce de piel
miran,
comprenden,
y callan.
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.

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.
y si te escribo así
pétalos y no espinas
ojos y no dientes
manos, dedos y piel.

y si me encontras así
blanca y verde
en una hamaca de soga
en un rincón de espuma.

y si rozamos así
en deseos naranjas
en heladeras verdes
en semillas.
.
.

Anyone else but you

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.
Porque si veinte años no son nada,
imaginate dos.

Aunque vos y yo sabemos que sí.

;-)


You're a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on you're back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

We both have shiny happy fits of rage
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't, you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
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.

Volando

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.
aletargada, me aburro.
quisiera escribir sobre amor y cebollas y ventanas
sobre hojas crudas, sobre hojas secas
y los dedos en la cadena
y la cadena en la hamaca
y la hamaca en el viento
y el viento en la plaza
en buenos aires o en morón.
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