Recently I've been reading a paper on policing against Gender Violence by Lt. Col AN Marchal Escalona, \u200b\u200bHead of the School of Specialization of the Guardia Civil , where his message is clear: always the victim. I like him a member of the Guardia Civil, I always like to carry that message ... it's so simple and so difficult. Indeed often we forget to look back ... I have attended some of their classes and it really is possible to navigate even without wind. A luxury teachings and messages. This
poem started with the intention to highlight what happens when you close the doors of some houses, do not know, but I'm content if their silences are capable of cradling their dreams .... Really exist!
His name is wind and silences ... as I like to look when you sleep .... For her, thank you for your strength, love and joy. Acuna
your dreams ... when the doors
remove their shoes and burn the stubble of the punishment,
when silence conferences
rub the cadences of waiting
and melt from every corner,
silent as the fog rain
as the fog fills the cascade
Acuna your dreams ... when you count the strokes and kisses
and you paint the waves without the beaches,
when crates are rented month
bottles flying tears and jumping
enter the rocks, as the cascade
saw the flowers, like flowers
strip names.
Acuna your dreams ... when there is no light in the corners
and feel the pixie of travel, when to sleep
sleepless dreams
you dress with the frosts of life, and flights to Salt
like sins
as the scaffolding of the letters, the letters
as they say love.
Acuna your dreams ... when silence
push the needle and stop
hourglasses,
when to silence the voices of your silence
get dressed with sheets of salt and wind,
and sow your footsteps in the sea, as
love letters,
as love always comes.
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