The reflection of the moon
in a wet petal
the first honey of the day
for a hummingbird in love.
A drop of dew
the wing of a beetle
the top of the mountain
looking up at it.
That's you and by far
the most beautiful inspiration
the dream of desires
the most precious smile.
The gleam of a tender eye
a ray of sunshine singing
the echo of a faithful sigh
a thread of a shining voice.
The smell of the earth
after the first downpour
and a cartridge of the lily
toasting with a star.
The ledge of a rock
to climb the mountain
a clean space
in the middle of the tangle.
Alfredo Mires Ortiz
"Resuellos" (Breaths)
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