Crossing bridges
marzo 06, 2019
... to cross them or not, there are the brigdes ...
... in the otherside, someone is waiting for us ...
... with cherries and fun ...
... and books with empty pages ...
... we go with cheeks of insomnia ...
... and a guitar that we don´t know how to hug ...
... with shy banner of pain ...
... and the liturgy of kiss ...
... we have never brought so little ...
... there are the bridges, to cross them or not, without foresight ...