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Night and tenderness - Ana María Matute

Night and the tenderness

The night calls tenderness

the words are removed

the aromas softened

and colors soothe

The heartbroken

empty calls

free space

for hopeless scream

The night calls tenderness

the gap appears

and infinite love

stealth makes his entrance

bursts playing

almost imperceptible

for not closing

sunken cavity

Fairies held

that nothing can be done

once broken

only remains filled

Dripping

to not panic

night calling

calling tenderness

Mariavi

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