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I want to be different,
I want to take my love ...
and say to miss you my sweet petal
There is no greater sorrow not see you ...

Forgive me for not coming back ...
before my absence would cause your death,
Wait for me ... I'll tell you ... and I miss you
with my immortality Feel you...!

How I miss you...!!

Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso / CR  15 -
Find You



Every time I hear your voice my voice speaks for yours ...
every time I think start thinking and I end up thinking about you,
but all the more times I remember you ...
It is just as I do not think you ...

every time I remember you wanted to go back and touch your hand
as a white root water
every time you guess, I imagine smiling
filling dark parts of my being.

curiosity called me as well as my prison sentence,
feel attached to you and not empty nothing to everything,
but take as a whole.

I know I'll see you at night and my soul will rest,
he longed to have you because she enjoys you,
even when you absent these, but want to blow on your cheek
the beauty of feeling the warmth of your words.
giving tilt my head to rest it on you.

I might take like a flower and plant yourself in the lines of my hands,
in order to know more of your white collar, to take over your body,
until you clear the lines of my hands of both adore.

I know I put our heads together on the leaves,
and the leaves break the silence to say with my lips
the tenderness that numbs my words and my mouth,
to defy the force of the stars to hug and kiss you.

my lips and my heart smile wet at the edge of a river,
and I think every time before a humble piece of stream
touching my feet; Think about the time you double the corner
believing walking behind me were coming to give me your sympathy grace.

my lips smile that always come,
but do not look back,
appearing as a wish of yours and mine
that slips pretending to be an enthusiasm.

but my skin want your sun, which makes sun, your skin
my heart wish your hands so that you shake
my soul upright in his moral extends through your body as tripartite;
unnamed your anxieties, your blessed feel ...
and my eyes that sometimes yearn to know that your eyes are away from
mine enjoying the beauties of the world.

on crisp leaves silence your sweet voice makes my kisses,
and your mouth will seal fearful passion,
taking our hands and brushing silent crunchy
Crumbling leaves chanting your name and mine.

when you come swinging will open the puffs of wind,
hold my breath to see barefoot and dream my
Belly want to draw your geography ...
as an alliance that unites sheet by sheet,
that unites high heaven looking adorned with lights.

lie down every night in my sheets,
so we cross our clasped hands,
we will touch the stars that will make us sleep ...
whenever your hands are not intertwined with mine
talk about other things in the world.

will remember the starry sky uniting our thoughts,
weaving and calming my whole dream to kiss,
the next time I see you not cease to tell you;
that no harmonious feel more open way, as sheltering your image with my numb hands
by debug of exile and cold untouchable.


unite our dreams as a pale light,
we´ll join in our service and the sky of your forest,
calling in the early evening
looking for you to hold you whole.



Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso /  Copyright  2000.
Chile South America
NIGHT ON THE ROOF WALKED THE DARK LIGHTS AND I REMAINED ALONE WITH MY FAITHFUL SHADOWS PUSHING ON IT WAS AND WAS NOT ME MYSELF TRYING DISCOVER ME DOUBT, BUT DOUBT BARKED AND PIERCED LIKE A MASTIFF DRILLING MINE DREAMS PAINLESS ANESTHETIZED BY MY FEELINGS SUPRA-DESIRE THIS…, YOU TURN YOUR FACE TO ME TO REFLECT SOUND ROOF FALL BY MAKING THEIR CHANNELS DILUTED STARS AND SILVER SEMI DILIUTED, FALLING OVER YOUR BODY AND MINE.


I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO THE DAWN FOR ALL WHEN DO THE SAME, TO SPITE FACE TO IT IS CLOSE TO WASHING, TO MAKE THINGS MADE IT  BY CUSTOM OF DAILY LIVING.
BUT PROGRESS MINUTES NIGHT BY A RIVER THAT SEEKS TO ALTER MY CURE OF INSANITY WISHING INTO THE SEA LIKE A RIVER INSANE.


BUT STILL YOU AND I MUST SAY THAT I CRIED ALOUD DOUBLE WITHOUT MY VOICE TO SAY THAT LOVE AND YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT LOVE IS YET TO DIE IF I WANT TO RENEW TAKEN FROM YOUR HAND DOING DOUBLE FULFILLED THE DESIRE TO RENEWED I'M DEAD TO REVIVE AND REBIRTH IN YOUR ARMS MUSCLE SKIN MAKE UP AIR DOUBLE WRAPPED FOR ME FOR YOU.


THE STARS FELL ON ME,
THEY FELL ON THE ROOFS AS WATER STARS DANCE METAPHYSICIANS WHO WANTED BY THAT ROOFS STUTTERED AT SUNSET AND RECEIVING SILENCED SELFISHLY I COULD TALK TO THEM AND MUTE THEM OF BEING HOUSE FOR A THOUSAND YEARS WITH THEM ,
HUGE SORROW THAN JUST AS I SEE STARS DANCING ON THE CEILING AS CHILDREN OF A THOUGHT YOU WANT TO TOUCH MY OTHER THINKING BEYOND YOUR HOUSE AND YOUR DISTRICT OF BIG PETAL!

WORD OF LOVE THAT DOES NOT DESERVE MORE LOVE,
ADDED TO LOVE MY LOVE IN NUMBERS FRACTIONATED
MEDIATE FOR THE CONTENTS INTERVALS IT ...
CLOSE SOME LOVE MY WORD THAT SOUNDS SILENT
IN THE PERIPHERY OF SEPARATING SO LOVE LOVE IT
DRESS FOR WHO LOVES IT BY THE STARS.

I'M A MILLION YEARS LIGHT IT
BUT THE MASS OF LIGHT FALLING MAKES ROLL ME TO MEASURE THE FEW METERS TO ME YOU SEPARATE, MEASURING A FEW METERS THAT I ACTUALLY DO TO ATTRACT YOUR MY STRENGTH AND MY STRENGTH, BUT PEOPLE SLEEPING IN HOUSES UNAWARE YOU AND I ARE BEING BURIED BY THE BEAUTIFUL ASTROS TONS OF LIGHT ON OUR BODIES ARE NOT OUR BODIES…

APPEALING  THAT THERE IS COMING FRIENDLY LIGHT
WITH OPEN ARMS CUT AND THEIR COMPOUNDS
COMPOUNDS AND CUT ...
THERE COMES LOVE MY MIND AND COMPOUND CUT
COMPOUND AND CUT ...
THERE GOES MY HEART CUTTING AND COMPOSING,
FOR SMOOTHER MY POWER TO LOVE YOU MORE
TO ZOOM NOT BECOME MORE AND TRAVELING LIGHT MY IMMORTAL DEPENDENT ON MY LOVE IS NO MORE THAN YOUR LOVE STAYING AS AN ATHEIST LISTED SERAFIN  EXILED,  SOFT FLOORS TAKE IN  YOUR BED THAT IS YOUR BED IS BONFIRE OF YOUR MEMORIES LOVELY INSPIRATION.

REMEMBER BEAUTIFUL LIGHT OF HEAVEN
CLOSE  YOUR EYELIDS EVERY NIGHT
BECAUSE MY HANDS ARE HEAVEN TOOTHLESS
A DAY THAT COULD NIBBLE  MY LOVE FOR YOU.

BEAUTIFUL LIGHT OF MY LIFE,
THE LUMINARY FALLS ON ME AND NO ONE NOTICES,
STAMPS OUT WITHOUT ME TELL YOU COME TO ME
COME AND  GET UP AT NIGHT AND NOT ON THE DAY,
BECAUSE NOBODY REALIZES JUST ME,
AND IF I'M AWAY FROM YOU CLOSER I GET TO YOU.

WAY EVERY NIGHT FOR YOU,
NO WAY DECAY AND NONSENSE GRUDGES NOT ALL ME
LOOKING YOU AND GET TO IT.

THE STARS TAKE ME SOUL STRETCHED LEAVING A CARPET,
FRAGMENTS TO BE REMOVED FOR YOUR OWN SOUL WALKING FOR MY NEXT TO MY CARPET IS BEAUTIFUL SKIN OF MY SOUL.

NIGHTS IN THE WAY FOR ROOFS
I BELIEVE TO BE STARS,
BELIEVE BECOME THE FALLING ON US,
MAKING ME  FEEL LIKE I'M REALLY DEAD,
I'M REALLY IN THE LIGHT TETRA PETALS
GOING FOR MY DEATH TO YOU FOR RAISING OUR SOULS
ON A CARPET THAT SEEMS TO BE FAR FROM MY SOUL.


Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso copyright 15

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