Desert Eagle

Loneliness is a desert
and women are dunes
You fly high distant sky
longings, yearnings, desires
down here I am, one of them
light, warm, minute
yet in your eyes
Are you aiming for me or at me?

Esmeralda Balita is a living paradox.



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