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Cómo dices que no te pasa nada, cuando veo un rio de lágrimas a punto de estallar de tus estrellados ojos en una helada noche de invierno.
  Oct 2017 Santiago Victoria
Cné
The surf provides lullabies
as ocean echoes roll.
Too soon, the sunlight glitters
as the dawn turns gray to gold.

I wake and I rub my eyes
beside the sandy beach
My love beside me, languid lips
within an easy reach.

I whisper, sweet good mornings
as your dreams I brush away.
You stretch and yawn, responding to
requests to "come and play".

Lingered memories caress,
of last night's rising moon
with silver waves and ripples,
beyond the dark lagoon.

In shades of colors that mix and smudge
you take your time, no rush
My ******* tingle, at the thought
upon my skin, spreads flush.

In reverie, flutters reminisce,
your wanton body on mine.
Whispered moans in my ear, you ******,
"I'm yours", I hear on rewind.
When last night's... turns into this morning's
Yesterday,
Why should i care anyway.
Tomorrow,
Remember it's not that far away.
I like you,
In present, that's all that matters
'Cause i know feelings will not scatter
Do you play with'em?
-You asked
I'm sorry I'm unskilled at that
-I replied.

I'ts hard for me to say
That I like you everyday,
For I'm in love with you.

I'm trying, really trying
To change my feelings towards you
Yet,
I wont let my heart be a treacherous being.

I'm trying to supply,
So I can see a smile on you everyday
I'm trying not to die,
'Couse a decamp would mean suicide.
For you are my everything
And without you my life is meaningless.

Without you..**
How could I live without you?
Fist of many

— The End —