Even if the sun steals my shine
I will still sparkle.
Don't forget the moon catches sunbeams in his reflection
In order to light up the universe
When it's his time to shine

Sometimes the absence of the face helps us to look inside the soul.

She was different
because of the stars in her eyes.
She was different
because the universe was her playground.
She was different
because the sun was her crown.

The planets surrounded her
and served her in grace.
Full aware of her beauty and excellence,
still she did the unthinkable.
She robbed the moon from me
leaving an empty sky to play with

She was different
because she didn't care.

Capture my imperfections.
They display the most pure and honest parts of me.

Dear Spanish breeze,
You rolled up my inspirational sleeves.
You gave me a glorious sight and placed me in an inventive light.
I call you a thief in the night for robbing words out of my mouth.
You guide my fingertips and the lips of my pen
by kisses of daydreams and endless ideas.
I am a home where the sweetest poems abide in.
Ready to come out and imprint a thousand pages.
What a delight to travel through poetic time of this artistic city.

Dear Spanish sun,
You burned my lack of poetic desire.
You colored my inventiveness like you darkened my skin.
I admire the way you have inspired me to become the poetess i aspire to be.
Your ravishing art undressed the indecisive poetess in me.
So here I stand emotionally naked in front of written truth
ready to loose myself in your Catalan atmosphere.
"Rest your ears darling and let your eyes whisper poetic visuals," you say.
And i close my eyes. I travel through this dream till forever ends.

All the shed tears will not carry the weight of your absence
But they will remind me that's it okay to drown in memories of you.