A simple white T-shirt V-neck, dark jeans
set something down, and white Converse
a broken, cross-suitcase
notes neglect.
A deep look with a certain kind of melancholy,
a sarcastic smile and a laugh of complicity,
from within a certain fear and distrust towards the world, with past fears
who returned as ghosts.
Random Night and gave him another look,
the other voice spoke and understood, forgiveness
arrived and discovered ...
the greatest sacrifice of love.
His voice ... safe and full of moments,
its nuances and rhythms of speech,
show their lived history,
and vision on the horizon. Today
becomes his melancholy fate, fear
their challenges, their neglect
surprise and confidence ... in arms.
's time to leave everything behind and go back.
Bogotá, January 2010
