I JUST WANT Poem by Jorge Gaitán Durán

I JUST WANT



The snow ceased quickly, like music.
Birds and green come across the cold.
You are going to die, they tell me. Your sickness
is incurable. Only the miracle
you deny could save you.
But I just want
To burn like a red sun in your white body.

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