Tú, el aire que respiro en un instante,
tú, que rechazas las nubes salvo la blanca,
tu mente llena de ecos del viento que rebota,
no me deja atravesar en su silencio.
Tu cuerpo carece del coraje para caer conmigo.
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I'm sorry this comment might disturb you because I can't read Spanish. The photo of the roses remind me of mine. They've started growing their buds, and I'm looking forward to them blooming.