the biblical sense of to know
born in a summer that never existed
nailed to the cross of your poems
I’m losing my mind inside the blue night
I reach you in dreams you do not understand
It hurts when I’m there….
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This poem first appear on this blog (slightly modified).
During my two and a half years of blogging I’ve been nominated for numerous blogging awards. My most sincere thanks to everyone who nominated me. My life is extremely hectic. I deeply apologize for not being able to reply to your nominations.
However, if you want to know more about me please read my Spillwords interview “Spotlight on Writers- Gabriela M”
Here is an excerpt from the interview “…most fascinatingly America is a country of dreamers. We are all dreamers.”
@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela M)
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