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 Jun 2017 Guadalupe Meza
Leydis
Coraggio,
es mirarte y frenarme,
afrentar las ganas de hablarte,
hablarte de las posibilidades, si decides que ‘Si en vez de No’.

Coraggio,
es conciliar el sueño después de batallar otro largo día sin tu amor.
Es soñarte y saber que al levantarme tus húmedos besos para mí no son.

Caraggio cuore,
es darte este corazón trizado,
que solo se sabe íntegro cuando nos estrechamos al decir adiós.
Es que al estrecharnos, tu corazón le da alivio al mío.

Caraggio cuore,
es a Dios entregarle mi vida,
solo por el milagro de que tú seas mi milagro
y que me digas Amore Mio!

Coraggio amore mio, mio cuore,
es amarte en la distancia como lo estado haciendo.
Encontrándome contigo en esos espacios donde conjeturo,
que somos uno,
que somos dos,
que nuestra algorítmica combina infinitos números,
más la división de estos-siempre resulta en un
tú y un yo!
Que el tú y el yo, son ciencias exactas, como lo son,
la tierra y el agua.
Que somos todos los elementos del universo atrapados en un beso.  
Ahí donde existen más de cuatro estaciones del año,
porque cuando nos amamos,
todas se combinan y conforman un solo estado.

Coraggio amore mio,
mio cuore,
Tú,
il mio beato amore
que has hecho de amarte a la distancia
una agridulce,
angustiosa y agonizante historia encantada,
que terminaría con la más bella proposición:
“te gustaría ser …………..para siempre mía”

coraggio(valor/valentía) cuore(corazón) amore (amor) beato(bendito)
 Jun 2017 Guadalupe Meza
Leydis
¿Habrá alguien que ame realmente,
en un mundo donde el amor y una quimera son lo mismo?
   ¿Habrá alguien que quiera algo más allá de ensueños?
     ¿De una rápida entrega?
      ¿Habrá alguien que todavía crea en las palabras;
         amor fulminante,
       amor palpante,
     amor entero,
  amor franco,
amor eterno,
amor sin miedos,
  amor con riesgos,
    amor sin tiempos,
       amar sin olvidos,
           amar en silencio,    
         amor seguro,
       amor puro,
    amor excitante?
    ¿Habrá alguien que crea en la magia de conquistar en poemas?
       ¿De la declaración de amor en una canción que expongas sus más ardientes penas?
          ¡De una noche extasiando las estrellas!
           ¡De agradecerle al universo su majestuosa y divina estructura!
          ¿Habrá alguien que todavía le reza a Dios para que vele por su amor?
      Creo que sí,
   ¡lo sueño en cada despertar!
        
LeydisProse
6/15/2017
https://www.facebook.com/LeydisProse/about/
These things that we masteringly cover
With layers of wrinkle free sheets -
Covering the warmness that never was.
A weighted depression left behind
In a never ending circle of hidden desire.
Tightly tucked, pillowed and shammed -
Soft coolness inviting remorse.
Spirit of lighted darkness awaits the unmaking,
From dawn to dusk dreams plunder
Molding obsessions into sleeping reality.
The comforter only slightly moves,
This place made up for now tonight becomes…

Haloed in darkness, dreaming real.
A breath resounds hidden
In the softness just before twilight.
Listening for a whisper
Calling out my name.
Dare I to open my eyes
In fear of loosing all again.
Through closed eyes I gaze
Upon the eyes’ crystal hue.
Hair vivid with no color
Inhaling tender features – thy very essence.
A dreaming splendor anew.
If reality can come but in a dream
Then in dreams I shall reside.
Ever mournful of the morning light while
Caressing dream’s eye covering
The warmness that never was.
Dream weighted impressions, asleep
Tightly tucked, pillowed and shammed.
Dreaming in splendor of …
Challenging myself to pull this one out. Somehow it isn't complete. But then again - nothing really is ever complete - especially a dream...
 Jun 2017 Guadalupe Meza
Leydis
Allow me…..
No dear, you are no longer allowed!!!!
You will not engulf me in your broken lies.
You will not confused me,
as your lips utter I love you’s until I abide.

Allow me……
You will not deluged me in your obscene passion.
You will no longer have access to the parts of me,
that provoked your lustful desire.
You will not touch me,
You will not osculate me,
You will not speak to me of;
love, commitment, or growing old.

No dear…Allow me!
You will no longer patronize me,
You will no longer demean me,

You will have to live without me,
……………..the rest of your drama.

For you see,
as you devoted yourself to breaking the parts of me;
that pledged to be forever yours,
that vowed to become one with you,
that promised a daily kiss with bliss,
that zealously built this home, brick by brick,
while your termite behavior teared the foundations of this love,
your savagery actions left cracks in my soul,
thus, breaking my humanity!!!!

No dear…. Allow me!
Stop moving your bottom lip, let me tell you how this will be;
I will tear down the shrine I placed you in.
I will build a new home…where I am free.
I will restore my broken heart without your lies.
I will live. I will love.  I will heal.

I will now allow me, without you telling me how!!!!

LeydisProse
5/31/2017
https://m.facebook.com/LeydisProse/
I know I can never achieve the fame and recognition on being talented, smart, or beautiful, but I can show you the sky when it’s calm, the sunset when it falls low, the moon when it’s full, and the stars that shine across the universe.
I have a picture of you saved,
For no eyes but my own,
That I take out of my drawer
Every day when I come home.

I pretend you're here in front of me,
As your body remains statuous,
And cry into the picture
As my grief for you grows fatuous.

For though your captured smile is still
I hear your loving laugh.
That joy can't even be contained
Inside this photograph.

And though your captured skin is still
I feel your heat reach mine,
Radiating through the frame,
Its mem'ries stopping time.

And though your captured eyes are still
The beauty of your gaze is just
Too much for this poor photo
To be able to contain.

They say a thousand words
A single picture can confess.
But your frozen lips say nothing
As the sun sets in the west.

In your melancholic silence
I place the picture in the drawer.
Tomorrow I'll take it out again
And grieve your love once more.

- p. winter
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