Y caer…
Al saber, que nunca, nunca pasa nada.
Volver a morir cuando ves,
cómo todo pasa alrededor…
…Y al revés:
Ni saber cómo reaccionar;
por ciertos besos enormes
de bocas cerradas.
Y miles de abrazos de brazos abiertos
con pechos de plata.
La luna dejará de volar al lugar
por donde aullará el más listo
de la manada.
Gustavo García Pradillo
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