You are the rose that adorns my chest I am the illusion that decorate on your deathbed. You are the promise of a cute dawn I am the light that has lived without birth. Thou art the spring already blooming? I am the summer which already perished. Thou art the water purified by fire I am the thirsty that has your post arrived. Thou art the virtue with smile of women I am the adventure with scent of yesterday. You’re the star that shines in the sky I am being that it dwells in your thinking.

Thou art the beauty of heat I am fire its color. Thou art the honeycomb containing honey I am who taste your want to know. You’re one hand sensitive towards cold I am the heat of your body against mine. You’re the hope in my chest has lived I am the tired traveller in your lap to sleep. Thou art the mysterious cell that leads to Dios I am wounded heart that seeks your love. Thou art the prayer that rises to heaven I am a forgotten be forgotten is consumed. Your are the flower that apertuma my life I am the dreamer who cannot forget. You’re the most beautiful of my existence I am victim of your laziness.

You you’re all in the path of my life I am the glamor of a lost hope. Thou art the happiness always elusive I am a faith that is not yet expired. Alejandro Rutto Martinez is a renowned journalist and Colombian writer, linked as a teacher at several Colombian universities. He is author of four books and co-author of three others in which addresses the theme of leadership, ethics, and human development. He is frequently invited as a speaker at conferences, forums, and other academic events.

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