Give me a double whiskey, friend,
background and the girl what she asks.
cares. I have a ticket yet
in the portfolio, together with your photograph,
the poems I wrote during my
bars long nights ...
and flavor of the last kiss
threw it to his lips.
cares ...
still far from dawn.
Meanwhile, a lone hawk,
revolotearé on memory
in his eyes.
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