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Sandoval May 6
He tells me
I belong to him.
He bathes me
in promises
and then dries me
with doubt while
I’m soaking
in his lies,
we promise each
other eternal love
night after night,
and yet
once the sun comes up,  
he always
says goodbye..

Sandoval
If it’s killing you, it’s not love..
Sandoval Apr 13
He had
those
heartbreaking
Bogart eyes,
that sad,
tender look
when we last
kissed
goodbye

*Sandoval
Advice to Young Poets
by Nicanor Parra Sandoval
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Youngsters,
write however you will
in your preferred style.
Too much blood flowed under the bridge
for me to believe
there’s just one acceptable path.
In poetry everything’s permitted.

Originally published by Setu

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Sandoval Oct 2019
Poor little
Mexican
girl;
in love
with the all
American
boy..


-Sandoval
We never stood a chance..
Sandoval May 2019
But your soul
and my soul
are sown together;

maybe not in
this world,
but in the stars,
in the air,
in other galaxies,

these strings
we carry are
eternal..


*Sandoval
Sandoval Dec 2018
The devil
exists;

he's a pair of
green eyes,

and a 2 AM text

message in the
dark..


*Sandoval
Sandoval Nov 2018
Sea
You said you

were made to

swim free;

but, my darling

I'm a harbor not

the sea..


*Sandoval
Sandoval Sep 2018
I bleed
words

not blood;

so if you hurt me,

I'll scar
verses,

not wounds.


*Sandoval
Repost from a while ago. ♥
Sandoval Sep 2018
Sometimes
I wish I could
rewind time;
other times, I wish I could
fast forward it.

Its the middle
that drives me crazy,

the one where there's no
you nor no me.
Just a vague memory
of what we used
to be.



*Sandoval
D
Sandoval Aug 2018
If you're not the
sun,
why does your touch
burn
the way it does?
And tell me,
if your eyes are not the
moon,
why do they shine
the same shade
blue?


*Sandoval
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