Fragrance

On the bedspread
We wallow in the fragrance of a life animated
Tiny , yet , inordinate ,
Just put on the rail
That heads towards undefined horizons .

The whole room , the chamber
Where we spend our nights ,
The odor of the tittle has taken care of .
We can bear testimony to the unintelligible warble,
Movements of little soft arms ,legs ,eyes ,
Which express the meaning of
A pattern of fight
Waged against dominant uncertainty ,
Of love , with the movements of
The construction of the building blocks .

On the bedspread
We wallow in the fragrance of a life animated ,
Tiny , yet inordinate ,
That begins to show - yes ,
She can easily ignore the obduracy ,
The road blocks to ripping growth - blooming .
In the air wafts the smell of sweet sweat
Of this fantastic struggle , dramatic -
A heart-empowering watch , indeed .

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