Stock Photographer: schwarze-zauberei [link]
original photo: [link]
photomanipulation: me.
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Sangre que recorre tus venas, ardientes hasta llegar al paraíso,
viviente, esta tu alma de noche.

Bajo la oscuridad recordé tu mirada encendida,
cerca de la puerta... alejándose... transparente.

pase horas sentada en aquella escalinata mojada,
esperando que mi oscuro amor vuelva cada noche,
pero solo volvía el sonido de la brisa, que acariciaba mi cuello.

nunca mas vi una mirada tan fogosa como la de aquella noche,
esa que con solo mirarte me di cuenta que no volvería a verte,
aun así, te extraño bajo la luna y me quedo en tu espera,
enamorada y dolorida, respirando hondo en la quietud de la noche.
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Blood that crosses your veins, ardent until arriving at the paradise,
living, this your soul at night.

Under the dark I remembered your ignited glance,
near the door... moving away... is transparent.

spend hours seated in that wet perron, hoping that my dark love returns every night, but single it returned the sound from the breeze, that caressed my neck.

but I never saw on fire glance as the one of that night, that with single mirarte I realized that would not return to verte, even so, I am strange to you under the moon and I remain in your delay, enamored and sore, breathing deep in the calm at night.

arlequina... 30-01-2004