L 'stood accused.
Silence in the classroom.
A heart remained motionless
showing an 'impossible firmly
its so sad sweetness
not leak out the' immense love that still felt.
Along the flanks trembling hands,
gaze to the ground, scars buttons;
in a tight mesh of pain,
rincorrevan you sweat on the forehead. ..
wove thorn in the mind of thoughts
pungevan plugs, stoically endured ...
was reason to arrest him,
caught red-handed,
trying to be loved;
denounced the loose
being too sentimental,
he was in a sunset
still emotional spirit.
impressions of his beats
detected by investigators
night on the mantle of salty
the point where the moon light embroidered
and wires silk waves embraced;
identikit perfect, the 'soul recognized him exactly:
he was the thief who stole all the wealth,
any rooms left desolate
and emotions completely canceled ...
The heart just said in his defense
have searched in vain for a helping hand
and that every action or feeling
was ready to repent.
The judge listened carefully,
looking for a just punishment;
even the thorns, however, seemed loose
and eyes of the stars less overshadowed ...
The verdict came unexpectedly,
heart was not convicted.
"You," the judge said "already discount your pain,
cement does not flow into your veins no
and the whole 'love you to donate
enough you will suffer.
of your actions are, yes, very responsible,
but you are a guilty heart, only that they have loved so much. "
The moon smiled and returned to embroider. 'S hearing is over, back to dreaming.
Sabrina (April 1, 2010)
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