
06/09/2025
https://www.fashionistaedition.org/poetry-creative-writing/2552637_entwined
By María Beatriz Muñoz Ruiz My skin holds memory, my heart, your traces. Like fine sand, you walk through my soul blindly. Never run, stroll, do not hasten your steps, stop time upon my lips. Does it burn? You are on the right path, let us burn together in the bonfire. Do not look away, do not fea...