Poems from z15jsolano
As long as i can remember
I was born on that month of November
Whose eyes were in shadows
And where extroversy follows
Her conservative...
How can a mouth be so encomiastic?
...Yet fickle
The tongue practices its role
Like a gymnist in a gymnastic
Preparing for the stunt...
Man who depends on rate
Has a desperate heart yearning for love
For he is in love
For soon it will annihilate
Into distinct fate...