tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16716187003053432972012-02-16T17:37:39.442-06:00DiE-Gohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07916009110930869246noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671618700305343297.post-69012434203059647322009-05-30T21:10:00.000-06:002009-05-30T21:14:12.401-06:00Como cubo del hielo<br />respiré rayos de sol,<br />anclé una que otra nube,<br />rasgué la tierra,<br />exploré sus aguas:<br />tiré piedras<br />resquebrajé el cielo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1671618700305343297-6901243420305964732?l=pensamientosclasificados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DiE-Gohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07916009110930869246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671618700305343297.post-345858861765740162009-05-19T12:57:00.002-06:002009-05-19T13:05:43.945-06:00Mi luto camina<br />bajo la lluvia,<br />las sonrisas se guarecieron,<br />el lirio peino sus pétalos,<br />todo silencio.<br /><br /><br />Tributo a Sander Alpizar<br />(17/10/1988 a 17/05/2009)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1671618700305343297-34585886176574016?l=pensamientosclasificados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DiE-Gohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07916009110930869246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671618700305343297.post-59531188117611003562009-05-09T09:00:00.000-06:002009-05-09T09:01:44.592-06:00Eco de mi voz,<br />mis sueños caen<br />donde mueren las nubes.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1671618700305343297-5953118811761100356?l=pensamientosclasificados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DiE-Gohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07916009110930869246noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671618700305343297.post-62871585450859187162009-05-09T08:59:00.000-06:002009-05-09T09:00:04.135-06:00Deposito lúgubre,<br />fluido de engaño,<br />sexo de palabra.<br /><br />Lo disfruto,<br />lo gozo,<br />pero no soy,<br />puta que me lleva,<br />mentira.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1671618700305343297-6287158545085918716?l=pensamientosclasificados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DiE-Gohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07916009110930869246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671618700305343297.post-58968619415708091842009-05-09T08:57:00.001-06:002009-05-09T08:57:46.201-06:00Ven aquí,<br />te reto,<br />a darme<br />el beso.<br /><br />Aquel que otorgas,<br />a tus nuevos <br />amantes.<br /><br />No temo<br />a lo insípido,<br />mugre<br />de tu aliento<br />sabor muerte.<br /><br />Ven te reto,<br />aunque sea en una<br />de todas mis vidas,<br />aquí te espero.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1671618700305343297-5896861941570809184?l=pensamientosclasificados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DiE-Gohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07916009110930869246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671618700305343297.post-57257797007993681742009-05-09T08:52:00.000-06:002009-05-09T08:53:46.873-06:00Ella me quiere,<br />no me ama,<br />aprendió <br />a estimar más<br />el agua salada…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1671618700305343297-5725779700799368174?l=pensamientosclasificados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DiE-Gohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07916009110930869246noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671618700305343297.post-35090312026692499332009-05-06T14:50:00.000-06:002009-05-06T14:52:13.047-06:00Huele a libélula,<br />destilé sapos,<br />gotas de cielo,<br />filo seco:<br />estela de pensamiento.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1671618700305343297-3509031202669249933?l=pensamientosclasificados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DiE-Gohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07916009110930869246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671618700305343297.post-83165724538637969502009-05-06T13:16:00.002-06:002009-05-06T13:21:52.712-06:00El calendario<br />escupe por la ventana,<br />huele a frio.<br /><br />Te siente<br />el hueso<br />la cicatriz.<br /><br />Iluminas<br />el celo<br />de la poda.<br /><br />Desnudas al mar,<br />dejas a la vista<br />sus arenas.<br /><br />Vienes y te vas.<br /><br />Dejas ilusiones<br />que saben a miel,<br />mucho menos<br />no perdonas<br />el pecado del día.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1671618700305343297-8316572453863796950?l=pensamientosclasificados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DiE-Gohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07916009110930869246noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671618700305343297.post-27397946441785655142009-05-06T10:16:00.002-06:002009-05-06T10:36:54.046-06:00Aprendí a creer,<br />derretí la cera,<br />mis ojos caminaron. <br /><br />La ceniza<br />dejo de ser,<br />el carbón <br />formula notas<br />de espera. <br /><br />Ella y yo,<br />Ambos burbuja,<br />Seguidores de hambre,<br />Sonadores de un quizás. <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1671618700305343297-2739794644178565514?l=pensamientosclasificados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DiE-Gohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07916009110930869246noreply@blogger.com2