Train to Westport / Tren a Westport
- Train to Westport / Tren a Westport
Train To Westport
Startled, you glance at the handsome African:his fine, delicate head, his skin the purest silkwhich unwittingly brushes against your aura.Your pale disquietude moves me, and I inferthat you are revealed to yourself by his beauty.
As if to taunt you, he leaves quickly at Athloneand doesn't pass our window for a last glimpse.The train drones to Westport, oblivious to loss.You spot the sun setting behind Croagh Patrick,making of it a blue, slow-breathing pyramid.
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Tren A Westport
Sorprendido, miras al apuesto africano:su fina, delicada cabeza, su piel la más pura sedaque sin querer te roza tu aura.Tu pálida inquietud me conmueve y deduzcoque te hace descubrirte a ti mismo con su belleza.
Como si te provocara, rápidamente sale en Athloney no pasa por tu ventana para una última ojeada.El tren sigue monótono hasta Westport, indiferente a la pérdida.Ves el sol ponerse detrás de Croagh Patrick,produciendo una pirámide azul y de respiración lenta.
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