petals chew
want mate, orange blossoms and wax apples
until your breath
only serves
to sweeten the wind
always carries a necklace of seeds
bones, litter
to entangle your hair in the smiles
the willows and just breathe the scent of eucalyptus
fire between your fingers turning
not forget to carry your anxieties
your hands and do not be
to Old
without having made love on a mattress
filled with petals asleep
skims a daisy to sigh,
holding a live oak
not fail or let talent
branch to branch your dreams and kisses
eat lilies, roses
in your pocket and take a sunflower
to guide you in the ways
watch your wrinkles, your gray hair, your gestures
and let the death
your body is a garden in the back
memory.
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