Alma de Bandoneón
Friday, January 19, 2007
Piel de Tango
Y si vos, no volvés...
qué me importa - pensé -
creyéndote perdida.
Ave nocturna
de alas brillantes.
Y si vos, me olvidaste...
qué más dá - me dije -
frágil es mi solitud.
Fantasma diurno
de mi oscuridad.
Yo sé que volvés
a cada paso, - la otra esquina -
te sorprendì bailando
por mi piel de Tango.
" Sigo soñando contigo y no quiero despertar ... "
posted by El Tanguero Nocturno 
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