Stronger than ivy
always remember him - I said - I can not forget. (This he said as we danced). First time I dance this album with someone who is not him, "he continued - this is our record. The player
singer whispered "I know I'm stuck to you stronger than the Ivy." Consequently, she clung to me stronger than I mentioned the hard climbing.
I had nothing to do in such a place, should not be there, ridiculous, but I was. It has happened many times. And the hug
also stronger than hell.
If clung to me, her breasts in ten seconds were sharp and warm through my shirt. If I turned a little aside, I always felt her left breast larger, aggressive nipple. Not know if that was what attracted me in it, or your hair acid.
He liked Gaby, but the party of my cousin danced all night, and we swore that this would be our record - I said.
Such inconsistency, I thought. If you love him why are so attached to me?. Can not trust anyone, everything is ephemeral.
After a concoction of soda served with rum, which they called "Cuba Libre". It is no longer clung to me, were the roots of ivy that I sought and wrapped, but I was not him. Her if she was. To make matters worse, I had nobody. Disco either.
party suddenly ended because it ended up cigarettes and liquor, and had to sleep in the house all together, by the curfew established for our protection and discipline.
ivy was in bed, too, and sometimes I think it was for her, her song and dictatorship since I was so sad.
Chilean Carlos Mellado
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Image: Home book "Poems posthumous" Carlos Mellado
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