The blog This mouth is mine played a year and decided to solicit contributions, but in a particular way .. take a piece of text which the author left unfinished, and finish reusing. This is my contribution for the event ... a short poetic prose waves. Jo! Poetry yo! Anyway, I really liked the experiment. I put in italics the original text.
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Silence
On nights like this you should think twice before saying anything...
On nights like this, words do not bring us closer, but shatter the intimacy that flows, that entangles us both, intimacy that fuses our souls more any sound could ever express. On such a night, my silent self reaches out, trying -however futile it might seem- to comprehend the value of a moment, the diamond of a tear, the silver of a smile. On this, of all nights, my soul is bare, my skin is radiant, my hands dare Not defensible, pero caress ... Not dare protect, But expose ...
On nights like this, all I wish for Is That sacred silence That will tell me, Above All, That You understand me, love me with Such passion ...
Still, you speak.
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