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Luis Haller Jun 2016
I am coloring the stars
So you will fly really high...
There is an essence of thought
That craves the perfume of your lungs
That misses the cotton in your voice.
Like a wall or a ghost,
I will wait for my mistakes
To don't kick on my face.
I will encapsulate the moon in a poem
7 million of sunrises in a bottle
I will wash my pain in a rainbow
Until my soul is crystalline
Until the color of my heart
Matches the color of your hands
Until I remember who I was...
Luis Haller May 2016
I was married to a candle,
Playing deaf to really see
The colors with my ears.
I was married to a dream,
Walking naked
Following perfume.
I was married with myself
To the light and silence,
To the clash of absence.
Luis Haller May 2016
Falling dreams from my basket.
Couldn't remember the colors,
Or the smells of the flowers.
But a smile on the mirror
Your aura have drew on my circle.
Are our dreams a mixture
Of fantasy and destiny?
A mixture of reality and causality...
Dreams will begin,
When our baskets are full of red.
Luis Haller May 2016
I know my place...
Is between the rocks
And the long delay.
Is between your heart
And your smiley eyes.
I know we missed the path,
I lost the signs...
I know my place is
Between a silence and a rest
Your ghost will spit on my face
The air will save me from faint.
Luis Haller Mar 2016
In the dark, the moon shines...
Feminine essence across the sky
Compassion and light
Created your perfect smile.
The purest.
The highest.
Melts. And blossom
In million shades.
Shades that I will follow
To learn
That Moon and Sun
Can create.
Luis Haller Mar 2016
Now, I feel like a candle on the road
A thousand whispers collected in my throat
Completed puzzle of a purple boat
Birds and goats are welcome to board
But not you…
Do not tell me what to do; this path is just for two.
Both shadows melting like volcanoes
Clear lips speaking,
Clear minds exchanging
Do not tell me what to do; this path is just for two.
Don’t you see it?
You must be blind…
To not realize that our silence has paralyzed
Every bone to the point that I was soar
Do not tell me what to do
In my purple boat there is just space for two.
Luis Haller Feb 2016
In the moment I realized
I'm a person full of glass...
I took care of my water,
Took care of my reflection.
Wasn't pure all the time
That turquoise
Couldn't be found by choice.
My flesh won this fight.
Forgive me soul, forgive me black
My humanity raised it hands
Leaving me in the dark
Sometimes human wins
Others, nature sleeps...
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