Atrapada

                                                                      Amor
                                                                      bella palabra.
                                                                      Amargo
                                                                     ¿no correspondido?...
                                                                      Te quiero
                                                                      suena en un hilo.
                                                                      Trémulas palabras
                                                                      que a veces digo.
                                                                      Tan escurridizo
                                                                       pero sin olvido.
                                                                       Me tienes prendada,
                                                                       no hay salida.

                                                                        Gladys Goldszteyn.