SHE... POETRY

She walks at the streats
tousled in a bar evening
she runs the committed silence
lands on the altar as a promise.

Jump at the air tumbling
take the kids smile
or the color of a new  springtime
she gently drag seas.

Going in the lips of lovers
run at a ship parten
breaking the skiline without measure.
making without truce presence.

Slides onto lovers nigths
and accompany the singer notes
buried the sad past
and smell candy the memory decline.

Browse the loneliness of a ship
huggins the road herons
slide by the freshwater stream
and walk the road of the pilgrim.