Sometimes I want to save the whole world from loneliness.
But I know that I have to start with myself.

Y yo se Que no me vas a comprehender
Pero como te digo que te amo
Los días pasan y—
“Oh hey! Yeah ofc this seats open”
Tus ojos tan perfectos
“I didn’t expect to see you…since you’re always busy”
¿Pensaste en mi?
“You’re such a caring friend, you really didn’t have too”
I like you…where I wanna tell you
Pero Nunca vas a saber
Tantas horas pensando que existe la posibilidad de que me ames
But you’re just a friend
“Let me get snack, you want anything?”
“You don’t have to “
Pero haré cualquier cosa para ti
“Mari.”
“Hm?”
“What did you say”
“Oh nothing, just ok”
“But you said you’ll do anything for me…so tell me.”
Frozen in time, for once I’m at lost for words, ironic
“Since when…?”
“Since you started hanging out with that hockey girl again.”
Sonrisa tan Bonita
SÍ, te voy a decir que te amo
y tal vez no me quedó tan solita

I'd love you with my eyes closed
No not because I want to
Its just that I would
If suddenly
Everything went black
The sun and the stars

I’d make your voice my light
And the softness of your skin my place to hide
From the dark

And I’d tell you about your soul
And that even without light
I still see you

"Ummm... I like you," she said,
her voice a trembling whisper.
Beads of sweat glistened on her brow,
breath uneven,
her heart pounding like fragile thunder.

She stood in quiet stillness,
anticipation pooling in her eyes,
her gaze fixed,

And then, I felt it—
a rush of warmth blooming in my chest,
nerves tangling with wonder,
as if her words were rewriting my very being.

For a moment, time stood still—
and that was when
I felt spring in the winter.

Hello sojourner
You, walking down the freeway
Did you **** a man last night
before riddance took him on his own time
Did you come out of the womb and become a holy judge

I can tell by the look in your eye
You dream of building a house on hard shells and salt mud
Down the shore on the ramparts
to drink from the debris and float in the cyclone
You don't cut your flesh
But you feel, every time the tide hits the rocks

Goodbye sojourner,
Are you done with the mountain?
Did you watch a bird of prey as it glides,
and envy the freefall more than the flight?

If I told you I rooted out time  
Held it by the horns, knocked it out
A lifetime landlocked, would you go gentle?
On a pinnace, through the gulf.
You would go a sailor,
moored into the chasms below

You are what you eat
And you write what you read.

I have never read the greats
Except an occasional poem for class,
And I feel like a heretic for saying that.

I’ve never willingly
Read Shakespeare or E.E. Cummings
But instead:

I read the words of online poets
Consuming their ink—
Or should I say pixels?
I graze their crimson lining as they
Turn themselves inside out to
Let the whole internet see.

I rise with the wave that they weave with their words
And then when it crashes, when it crashes down
I go under as if drowning was velvety soft and I
Let it wash me onto the shore.

You are what you eat and
You write what you read.

Rarely do I read stilted lines and perfect form
So I write like a mess and a surge and a storm.

In my monochrome life
You're the colourful rainbow
after rain in sunlight

In my silent life
You're the musician
That breaks the silent with melodies

In my blank paper
You're the poet
That filled the emptiness with rhymes

-In the centre of my heart

These words I speak, I speak them true,

Nothing matters to me but you!