I hear you calling me
like a beached whale,
your cries
resonating violently
throughout my body,
stretching my skin,
into thousands of
Siberian mountains.

We are separated,
for a reason
only life can explain
and yet Leveche
has left me branded
with the everlasting scent
of your motherly embrace.
Te quiero.


~ by spasmicallyperfect on July 26, 2007.

One Response to “Andalucia”

  1. Andalucia! The very name is enough to set the imagination vibrating. Your poem is deeply beautiful, modulated exactly to correspond with the cadence of the emotion it conveys.

    “Vino, sentimiento, guitarra y poesía
    hacen los cantares de la patria mía.
    Quien dice cantares dice Andalucía.”

    Manuel Machado

    Me ha gustado mucho tu poema, Spasmically Perfect… Ah, por cierto, escribes muy bien el español. 🙂

    Thank you for sharing the Machado excerpt. And yes, Andalucia se ha grabado en mi corazon y ahi se queda.

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