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Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
You have to take a chance
That's the only way
Yes I could hurt you
But I could also fall in love
And while our eyes meet
What is moving are my feet
Closer to you
And as your tears argue
Over joy and heartache
You heart must remember
There is no easy way
To believe what my eyes say
Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
I don’t need an opinion to make mine whole
I’m not so stubborn that I won’t listen closely
Everywhere I go they try to sell me something
I wonder where I’d go if I wanted to be home

Drinking with closed eyes is the best way to think
I wait for the shadow in the door that fills my mind
I wondered if she’d be early type, but she was late
She can wait as long as it takes to keep me guessing

I decided not to ask her any questions right away
That way her past can do the talking tomorrow
There’s no way I can explain how much I think
But she knows because my eyes always care

Sometimes I’m not anything except taking it
I have a few things figured out in my mind
I know what to think but small talk is important
It’s mainly about you and that’s why it matters

I’m always open but you make me obvious
It’s better to be honest than to play pretend
If it makes me seem weak, don’t assume
I’m only human but I'm not desperate to be

I’m not so worried about being the nice guy
You need to know I can draw lines in the sand
It’s not to prove anything, it’s only my life darling
If it ends like that you’ll wonder why you dared
Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
Is there something that I love
Everything about it
Yes my children
And that should be enough
But is there something else
Or could it just be anything
As if anything is truly just enough
It's not tactical or cunning
It could be the right moment
But what happens then
First it doesn't last
Then you remember
And it grows in importance
It becomes a story
The part that is yours alone
And you were
Did it feel empty
Or full of who you are
Because you have to be something
To mean something
To someone else
Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
And name me a time of when
The reasons have passed
To look at me now
Is to see a mistaken reflection

I realized I don't have any pictures
I thought a sunset took care of it's own
You can find it wherever you are
But not someone who meant to leave

I only wanted to feel you deep in my heart
The only way was to be the forest itself
Not living to look at the past as a wisp
But taking a chance with the lightening

I can't say anything being about my girl
Is that only for times when we were young?
It's that I want to carry you up the stairs
Who can say when but I know I can
Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
The sun
it burns into my skin and my mind
I run
for it is not love but instead so unkind
Each star
the personal path to God for every soul
So far
yet a lifetime to make a lost cross whole
The moon
does not burn nor does it block our path
In June
or in December the tide is our holy bath
For though
John did baptize the lamb by a river day
Even so
the freedom to worship is the sinner way
Please do
we love it, take us wherever you are
Inside you
the void of space means nothing to a star
Who spun
the web inside by eyes on fire only to blame
The one
who knows not what they do except claim
The sun
no matter how much my mind is forgotten
A son
the one once but not to be twice begotten
While clocks
time my hearts beat until a path opens
A box
where the starlight is no longer broken
Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
Sometimes I think you just want
You just want to offer me your faults
You're so sure of them now
You're so sure they're all out front

You want me to know them
It's as if you can't live without them
I wonder about what it is I can do
It's as if you don't want to love again

I know you're not perfect
It's sad that you think I need that
Maybe I act that way sometimes
Your beauty makes you an object

Your heart is why I'm here
I want to kiss you so badly
But it's not all you are to me
If only trust was stronger than fear
Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
to not jump,
in anger or despair;
is to not feel,
though you do,
is instead
but to conceal,
the passion
of the moment;
whether bullets
load my eyes
or they kneel
before a pulpit;
repenting
even though
i’m disconnected,
a wire on the road;
it’s hard to live
being rejected
because change
has control now
and sometimes I forget
what was a memory;
but it’s not guilt
or a regret;
my friends
at first puzzled,
now they know;
i make movies
about reality
and the debts I owe;
my cheek
is revealed
and whole;
you took
advantage
of my soul;
but because
i’m so weak
your word
pierced my life
while forgiveness
became a sword;
you know it’s true,
the street is dark
under a light
and the sun
is eclipsed
by my sight
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