ENRIQUE ALBERTO HURTADO MINOTTA

Rookie (MARZO 26 DE 1952 / BUENAVENTURA - COLOMBIA)

You Lit The Fire - Poem by ENRIQUE ALBERTO HURTADO MINOTTA

When you came to my life
the eternal snow of my solitude
melted in my soul,
formed rivers to fecundate the life,

My love was a dormant volcano
crowned by the long cold of my nostalgia
it was the quiet night, it was the night without echo,
it was the same sadness cohabiting with the solitude.

Then you arrived and lit the fire,
you gave heat to my soul and flavor to my life
then you arrived and moved away the loneliness
and banished sadness.

your love is a volcano in eruption
my love was an extinguished volcano
but the lavas of your heart flooded my being
and lit my soul!


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 21, 2004



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