You are the one

I am lit for.

Come with your rod,

that twists and is a serpent.

I am the bush.

I am burning I am not consumed.

-Poem by Lucille Clifton and he comes to my mind, and he is always the one...

Dones de la memoria

♪♪When I first saw you, I saw love

And the first time you touched me, I felt love

And after all this time

You're still the one I love...♪♪

Y así, los dones de la memoria a través del tiempo.