Mouth Crying

Mouth crying, call me

your black pupils

I claim. your lips

without you kiss me.

How could you have

the same black look

with those eyes

now you're it!

You smiled.What silence

what lack of party!

How I got to find you

in your smile, head

Ground,

lips of sadness!

Do not cry, do not weep

if you wanted;

have the face off

blinds.

You can laugh. I leave

laugh, if you can not.

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Original Idea: DAVID ALFARO Tello

for my beloved. ELIZABETH KAMAU

Coauthor: Alberto Joseph Alfaro Trevi

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