Steps from the sky steps from the sea,
to a sigh of eternal
love,
to a whisper to keep
the secret,
that nothing reveals
that nothing alters,
and on the border of
those kisses,
that Alfonsina to
innocence stole.
Lit like a night in
April,
with her white robe
and barefoot,
day after day the
beach traveled,
perfuming the tide
with your skin,
filling the space
with its song,
Deep velvet with
clear notes.
Alfonsina made
sandcastles,
that the wind when
she was sleeping,
he was in charge
without undoing,
just by watching her
do them again,
always with the same
smile,
always with the same
constancy.
He loved her in her
precarious way of loving,
and disguised as a
breeze to caress her,
she loved him in his
tender way of loving,
making him new
sandcastles,
and neither of them
in his stubborn game,
They never dared to
miss their appointment.
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