De Andrade Poem by Madrason .

De Andrade



The old lady fries with her sad eyes
she treads on the blanca beach
trying to reach out for love
the soil heats her feet
and to where do they lead
memories, memories
and all at once smile,
oh, amor natural
for a while. M

Friday, January 17, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love,love and art
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Madrason .

Madrason .

waalwijk netherlands
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