Cris Ryan
herida viviente del sino
I'm looking
waiting, wishing
seeing your beautiful eyes
without tears
smiling eyes
eyes full of tenderness /
with colored tabs
do not hide your glance
on a long morning
in a spiral lake /
may you see virtues
the goodness of creatures
ascending optimism
true sovereign
reflection in the looking glass
—without smudge of vainness—
showing the good looks
that radiates from you
in the deep night
jet color, not mourning /
a woman a hundred looks
one figure thousand images
women's heart whims... songs... /
waiting, wishing
seeing your beautiful eyes
without tears
smiling eyes
eyes full of tenderness /
with colored tabs
do not hide your glance
on a long morning
in a spiral lake /
may you see virtues
the goodness of creatures
ascending optimism
true sovereign
reflection in the looking glass
—without smudge of vainness—
showing the good looks
that radiates from you
in the deep night
jet color, not mourning /
a woman a hundred looks
one figure thousand images
women's heart whims... songs... /
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