The white girl by Gema Moraleja Paz form Crystal’rocks…book

The white girl

 

She smiles at death

enjoying her

dreams.

She’s not afraid

she’s calm

for death

is another stage

of life.

 

The white girl

the girl so white

walks the night

alone and arises.

 

She has seen a goblin

scurrying on all fours

and the cat is playing

under the blankets.

 

Give me your hand

and come with me,

I want to see you

smiling at the enemy, the

enemy of the phantoms

who seduces them trying

to buy their souls.

 

In a night

everything draws near

to the windows

standing open.

 

The white girl

the girl so white

is not afraid,

she’s calm.


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