domingo, 6 de diciembre de 2009

Santa’s place


Santa’s place

I guess this is the appropriate time
To confess I’ve searching my whole life
The multicolor and intermittent lights
That illuminate the world’s top
At yearend at a place where cold
Cannot go deeper inside bones
Without passing to the other side

So absorbing is my searching
That I haven´t found time
To accumulate nothing

While I’m writing this
I’m surprised how easy
I’ve denied myself my love share
While searching for Santa’s place
Inside city’s guts & marrow bone

Maybe I didn’t love her enough

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