Quedesha

Miguel de Unamuno said, a drop of blood,a little love does not bring death, but does you good not through your bones, nor for your good, it merely drips when you're alone, by sun, moon, your breath, it will bring no ruin, stay close to your friends, for ones who may atone, persuade those lovers to soothe, do again what's already done, if that makes sense, yellow sand, tidal flood, make a rush to send, a hardened face to the end, resisting what you could, this is why you bled, before the dust. seeing life through your gaze, the oranges and the sea,/a lovely gentle philosophy you go about your days, gamble everything, all our days inseed, including the kitchen sink, houses bought under Kennedy, moving like you wouldn't mind, a sense of ease