Fall Dresses Below The Knee Length

Our poetry: The Guadalquivir

My life begins

between rocks and

ends in a sea. Oh

Guadalquivir

I can not forget!

Your water is my blood,

your real fish.

guadalquivir Oh, I can not forget

!

I hear in my window, my window

I feel you,

not know how you do it ...

without you, I'm not happy

.

María López Ballesteros, Juan Pedro

CEPR