miércoles, 16 de febrero de 2011

Black (green) and white.

My hair was lightly red,
wore a green shirt,
had a clover on my hand.
I painted your face green,
like a "Green-Go",
in the middle of Mexico city.
I searched for the Empire State,
sat on Central Park,
met you on Chinatown.
I felt the sun on my face,
the love in the air.
I looked around,
looked for your face
so many people in black and white,
and just one green smile.

I painted your face green..

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