Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Troubleshooting Westinghouse Heat Pump




Waiting for tomorrow,
waiting for a day
that is not yet there ' is.
of what I'll be waiting
and find out that they
you open the door
and I take off my face
to be alone
with my face still
I had not known
before your arrival
that I accompany silent
in that hidden place in me where to look
with light
darkness of a cave
a woman who had never met before
and use my mouth
for her to say words that
incinerating all my shyness
and let me mix with fire
until the heat I do not become brother
and sparks from burning
all my judgments, and I
woman
I'll be the shadow of your games, I
sea
resami slave
I could touch my freedom, I will be humiliated
queen of my steps.
I bend down to your feet to strip
chains many
to wear the dress of the warriors
and look at my life,
to be alone before heaven
which reflects a woman.
virginia 09.03.2011

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