it's you

Guerrion dijo:

Someone’s
knocking at the door
and jiggling the handle,
I look through the peephole
to a really pretty view,
turns out, It’s you.

Sabes que te miro
that our brown eyes meet
que intercambiamos en asentir
that both make ourselves feel alive.

Tonight the sun is shooting sparks off
wishing for a cool kisser like you
and in the morning, the moon
stays to see the beautiful
side of life, o a ti.

I'm having some cheves or again like before

Fidel Guerra, Oregon, Octubre 23, 2020.​

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Guerrion dijo:

Hi Gus,
doing fine my friend,
enjoying some cold ones
and tunes from los Invasores…

It’s cold around here,
still, I love to place my beer in the
freezer cause I love my beer to be frosty
or with ice in it..

but it’s been fun
to write and share my poetry so far,
but, no worries, still here and if not, my memories will…

Fidel.

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Guerrion dijo:

Gus, good morning,
I was getting ready to log out...you know, somebody has to work or continue, with a sense of servitude as we do our best to navigate this crazy pandemia....and las musas..

take care dude....trucks have just arrived...

Fidel.

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