Siento variados eclipses, en un rincón de mi alma.
son las voces amorosas que me quitan toda calma.
Son tus frutales de besos que cimbrean mis laderas
¡Sí,son tus aromas frescos que con sus diez escaleras!
me ilusionan las florestas y remueven mis fronteras,
¡Ah, pero cómo subyugan sus caricias tan sinceras!
Acunarme en sus rosales, siempre ansío eternamente,
fundirme en sus verdes ramas, muy despacio, lentamente.
Hoy te siento muy lejano, ligero como una palma,
y quisiera fueran mías tus emociones viajeras,
ser la principal princesa, de tu ser y de tu mente.
Autora: Edith Elvira colqui Rojas-Perú-Derechos Reservados
Autora: Edith Elvira colqui Rojas-Perú-Derechos Reservados
ECLIPSES IN MY ALMA (Jotabé hexadecasílabo or ocnoteario.)
I feel a variety of eclipses, in a corner of my soul,
are the loving voices that take away all my calm.
It's your kissing fruit trees that cimbrela my slopes
Y yes, they are your fresh aromas that with its ten stairs!
I'm excited about the flowers and my borders are removed,
Ah, but how they subjugate their sincere caresses
!
To accuse me of their rose bushes, I always crave eternally,
merge into its green branches, very slowly, slowly,
I feel a variety of eclipses, in a corner of my soul,
are the loving voices that take away all my calm.
It's your kissing fruit trees that cimbrela my slopes
Y yes, they are your fresh aromas that with its ten stairs!
I'm excited about the flowers and my borders are removed,
Ah, but how they subjugate their sincere caresses
!
To accuse me of their rose bushes, I always crave eternally,
merge into its green branches, very slowly, slowly,
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