Madrugada (Wee Small Hours) Poem by Maria Hartman
Madrugada (Wee Small Hours)
Madrugada
When anything can happen
Outside of ordinary life
But it's oh too short
Madrugada
When lovers are blessed
With a veil of liberation
But it's never enough
Madrugada
When there is inspiration
Expression, outpouring emotion
Bordering on insanity
Madrugada
When life is lived
Brilliant in all its colors
Like forbidden love
Sunday, February 6, 2011
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