tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289829322011-07-30T20:24:47.108+02:00Poemas invertebradosbeyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.comBlogger431100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148993046162787632006-05-30T14:43:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:44:06.163+02:00Busco<br />en los libros<br />las estaciones del sol.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899304616278763?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992904240862862006-05-30T14:41:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:41:44.240+02:00Como canciones selladas a los labios<br />son las grietas de mi cerebro,<br />como grietas en los labios<br />heridas son. <br /><br />De las nubes aprenderé<br />la voz de la plata y la del hielo,<br /><br />estrellas en un cielo rojo<br />donde el horizonte acaba.<br /><br />Así descansar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899290424086286?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992871855798982006-05-30T14:40:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:41:11.856+02:00Por las mañanas<br />sol luminoso <br />soy,<br /><br />al atardecer<br />sombras.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899287185579898?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992846445755992006-05-30T14:40:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:40:46.446+02:00Si aún creo en mis sueños<br />es porque vivo<br />quiero vivir<br />siempre <br />en el borde de la línea más extrema,<br /><br />extrema.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899284644575599?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992772719810152006-05-30T14:39:00.002+02:002009-07-16T04:15:36.576+02:00Todo cuanto amé<br />lo sigo amando,<br /><br />el amor es un mar<br />donde naufraga tu necesidad. <br />Todo cuanto amó<br />lo siguió amando.<br /><br />Me pierdo en ti <br />una vez más,<br /><br />encore une fois.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899277271981015?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992798739148272006-05-30T14:39:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:39:58.740+02:00Versos sin letras<br />era su vida,<br /><br />bebía el azul<br />soñando<br /><br />lo que no era<br />del dolor una espina.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899279873914827?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992741408421342006-05-30T14:38:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:39:01.406+02:00Entre los rayos<br />de una tormenta<br />vi signos<br />desplomarse de los cielos<br />y una diosa nacer,<br /><br />un tiempo nuevo comenzó.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899274140842134?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992713763831862006-05-30T14:38:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:38:33.763+02:00Al llegar al fondo<br />de la madriguera<br />comienza un mundo<br />donde las niñas sueñan.<br /><br />No he vuelto a verte<br />desde aquel día<br />en que nos citamos allí.<br /> <br />El verano se pierde<br />lejos de aquí.<br /><br />Si fuese esto el tiempo<br /><br />del ansia.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899271376383186?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992678041302372006-05-30T14:37:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:37:58.043+02:00Sin héroes<br />te recuerdo<br />una mañana<br />bajo el toldo de una taberna<br />bebiendo café con whisky<br />y Barcelona bajo la lluvia,<br />tan hermosa,<br />la lluvia de los días que vivimos<br />y el mar,<br />llovía a mares,<br />la vida cambiando en un instante<br />y el amor,<br />antes de irse.<br /><br />Algo en el aire,<br /><br />y tú.<br /><br />Amor que huyes <br />nunca más creeré en ti,<br />ya conozco tus brazos<br />de sangre y barro.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899267804130237?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992653965965902006-05-30T14:36:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:56:25.803+02:00Un sol brillaba<br />y el mar volvía,<br /><br />en la arena<br />la ginebra<br />ardía.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899265396596590?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992605904568762006-05-30T14:35:00.002+02:002009-09-14T23:50:14.600+02:00Sobre una colina amarilla<br />hace mucho tiempo<br />hubo un castillo,<br />ahora son ruinas<br />y los ojos no recuerdan<br />los días que fueron<br />de verde esplendor,<br />los sueña,<br />y al soñarlos<br />los inventa.<br /><br />En aquella alcoba<br />un haz de luz se colaba<br />y tú, niño, crecías,<br /><br />soñando tal vez,<br /><br />los ojos de hoy.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899260590456876?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992514937355852006-05-30T14:34:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:35:14.936+02:00Al abrir<br />la caja de música<br />una bailarina<br />narraba su historia<br />en pentagrama mecánico,<br /><br />sus giros blancos <br />de ceniza manchados,<br /><br />residuo el cuento<br />y un amor de plomo<br />fundido.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899251493735585?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992426848732082006-05-30T14:33:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:34:46.153+02:00Sonidos.<br /><br />La puerta de piedra<br />de una antigua alcazaba<br /><br />enseña un río<br />y muestra un presagio.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899242684873208?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992391969279022006-05-30T14:32:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:33:11.970+02:00Todo el frío del mundo<br />se cuela<br />por este agujero<br />en mi pecho.<br /><br />Y no es<br />porque tú no estés aquí,<br /><br />será el gris del cielo,<br /><br />aire<br />de un verano inglés.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899239196927902?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992360261615902006-05-30T14:32:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:32:40.260+02:00Las palabras son columnas,<br /><br />dentro de ti<br />era cálido estar<br /><br />el tiempo perdido.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899236026161590?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992329888475572006-05-30T14:31:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:32:09.890+02:00Tu silencio es metal,<br />corta el aire<br />que mi garganta anhela,<br /><br />y asfixia.<br /><br />Un desierto de piedras<br />sin sombra<br />eres tú.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899232988847557?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992298457678552006-05-30T14:31:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:31:38.456+02:00Domingo por la mañana<br />y unos pétalos flotan en el agua,<br /><br />de flores sin forma<br />de agua blanca,<br /><br />nieve<br />sobre un volcán<br /><br />de fuego<br />y agua salada.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899229845767855?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992269312188842006-05-30T14:30:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:31:09.313+02:00De vino y luna<br />es mi amor por ti,<br /><br />rosas con rosas,<br /><br />tan irreal <br />como la misma vida.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899226931218884?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992240138996282006-05-30T14:29:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:30:40.140+02:00Cruzando contigo los bosques en primavera<br />seré<br />la huella de tus pasos<br />sobre la tierra.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899224013899628?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992181687565282006-05-30T14:29:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:29:41.686+02:00Cuando el amanecer<br />dibuje en tus ojos<br />el cielo violeta,<br /><br />amor<br />te desnudaré,<br /><br />seré tu piel.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899218168756528?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992135947775402006-05-30T14:28:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:28:55.946+02:00Ven,<br />abre mis manos<br />y busca el oro que tanto ayer te deslumbró.<br /><br />De sal<br />sobre tu espalda<br />dibujaré frutas<br />si en mi boca te viertes<br />como miel.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899213594777540?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992108366560662006-05-30T14:27:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:28:28.366+02:00Qué difícil es olvidar amor,<br />los amores.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899210836656066?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992072440096022006-05-30T14:27:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:27:52.440+02:00El fin de los barcos<br />es el óxido de los días,<br /><br />de los días rojos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899207244009602?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148992031027832042006-05-30T14:26:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:27:11.026+02:00Allá donde vaya<br />te buscaré,<br />y haré mi juego<br />para que corras detrás,<br /><br />y cuando llegues<br />ya me habré ido.<br /><br />Así no sabremos<br />de ti y de mi<br />más.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899203102783204?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991944608462372006-05-30T14:25:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:26:40.000+02:00Mira toda esa gente solitaria,<br /><br />sólo los hombres solos<br />saben que el amor no era<br />eso que creyeron<br /><br />ser.<br />Y sólo eso, <br /><br />en soledad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899194460846237?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991908940399982006-05-30T14:24:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:25:08.940+02:00Sé <br />el lugar donde nace el hielo,<br /><br />la inocencia es un cuento,<br />un cuento cruel.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899190894039998?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991880412026102006-05-30T14:24:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:24:40.413+02:00Igual que los discos viejos<br />la vida se repite.<br />Porque ya no creo en Dios<br />seguiré rezando<br />a los otros dioses,<br />y buscaré,<br />seguiré buscando,<br /><br />repeticiones.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899188041202610?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991847274273432006-05-30T14:23:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:24:07.276+02:00Llueve sobre la ciudad<br />y los tejados brillan<br />como bronce<br />de un tiempo antiguo.<br />Siempre será así,<br />tú lo has visto muchas veces<br />en días<br />de imposible espera.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899184727427343?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991807745846022006-05-30T14:22:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:23:27.746+02:00Despiertas<br />y ya no es el mar<br />el susurro,<br /><br />son tus latidos<br />y buscas<br />un sonido igual<br />a aquel mar <br />de la tranquilidad.<br /><br />De noche en un sueño <br />te refugias,<br />porque eres un niño<br />perdido.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899180774584602?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991766838983082006-05-30T14:22:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:22:46.840+02:00Soledad<br />acógeme,<br />dame descanso,<br />dame paz,<br />flores de loto<br />opio<br />jazmín<br />madreselva<br />y<br />nenúfares,<br /><br />dame olvidar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899176683898308?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991715264465762006-05-30T14:21:00.000+02:002006-05-30T15:00:38.913+02:00Desde la ventana<br />a un paisaje helado<br />grito<br />¿ dónde estás?<br /><br />Te escondes bien,<br />corazón.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899171526446576?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991625122757402006-05-30T14:19:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:20:25.123+02:00Noviembre,<br /><br />y en mi balcón<br />duermen las flores<br />el sueño <br />de otras hojas,<br /><br />otras glorias.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899162512275740?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991590051924122006-05-30T14:19:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:19:50.050+02:00Reflejos de faros<br />sobre el asfalto mojado,<br />las hojas muertas<br />y el viento de agua<br />dibujan<br />la melancolía <br />en las calles,<br /><br />piensa, recuerda, inventa<br />el otoño <br />otra vez.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899159005192412?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991547478410852006-05-30T14:18:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:19:07.480+02:00Y pudo ser <br />el agua más pura<br />de un lago<br />sereno,<br />o el cielo<br />eléctrico<br />y nubes <br />de música,<br /><br />hoy sólo es<br />ausencia.<br /><br />Mi pensamiento<br />busca<br />una isla<br />donde hallar <br />ahora <br />tanta paz.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899154747841085?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991512889226542006-05-30T14:18:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:18:32.890+02:00Del silencio<br />el bálsamo<br /><br />despierta claridad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899151288922654?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991484056250922006-05-30T14:17:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:18:04.056+02:00Siente la música<br />que sobre mi cabeza<br />en el espacio <br />hay<br /><br />armonía de esferas<br />astros<br />y planetas<br /><br />en su movimiento<br />circular.<br /><br />Inventa nuevas danzas,<br /> <br />nuevas vidas.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899148405625092?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991451831760562006-05-30T14:16:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:17:31.833+02:00La tarde<br />oscura alumbra<br /><br />una noche<br />que se convierte en luna.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899145183176056?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991413942360942006-05-30T14:16:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:16:53.943+02:00No es el sueño<br />el descanso<br />sino un abismo,<br /><br />una muerte<br />o un renacer.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899141394236094?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991374208060992006-05-30T14:15:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:16:14.210+02:00Eres amante fiel<br />y es tu nombre<br />nombre bello, <br /><br />tu viejo rostro,<br />rostro nuevo,<br /><br />como suave seda,<br />antigua,<br />eres<br />tristeza.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899137420806099?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991333833822342006-05-30T14:14:00.000+02:002006-05-30T14:15:33.833+02:00Lloras<br />como un niño lastimado<br />porque te duele el mundo, <br />y tus lágrimas<br />queman,<br /><br />pronto hielo son,<br /><br />te defiendes así de la pena,<br />te defiendes al fin de ti.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899133383382234?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991196060821082006-05-30T14:13:00.003+02:002011-07-23T16:56:48.033+02:00Mi nombre es <br />angustia,<br /><br />soledad<br />mi canto,<br /><br />hielo y ansia<br />detrás de mí.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899119606082108?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991286990240992006-05-30T14:13:00.002+02:002006-05-30T14:14:46.990+02:00Mírame vanidad,<br />en el suelo a mis pies<br />cristales,<br /><br />espejo de sueños <br /><br />roto.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899128699024099?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28982932.post-1148991231950832882006-05-30T14:13:00.001+02:002006-05-30T14:13:51.950+02:00Parecía cristal<br /><br />y era<br />hierro.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28982932-114899123195083288?l=dondenacelhielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>beyotohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01890980816512958312noreply@blogger.com0