She is pretty with breathtaking feline eyes, but her saintly posture seems to have been overlooked. In silence, she suffers. Dwelling in solitude is a harsh pill to swallow, they say. I have known you since childhood. You have always been the perfect replica of love at its purest. Do not worry, princess. The romancero is not far off. Hang on, hang tough. Light is just few inches away from end of the tunnel.
Note: Adner Louis is a writer who lives and work in suburban Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Like us on Facebook: www.facebook.com/csmsmagazine
make a young heard dream of the romancero. 😉