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Vienes a mi mente
Como un vago recuerdo
Deslavado como la ropa
De un tendedero
Evoco momentos e instantes
Pequeños detalles de anhelo
Tristes versos que eran mis sueños
La melodía de tu presencia
El olor de tu guitarra melancólica
Que guardo aún en el rincón
Me llega desde un lugar lejano
El sonido de una dulce canción
                                                   (¿La recuerdas?)
Entre los brazos del tiempo
Y las garras del desamor
Mi recuerdo se borró de ti
No se si me sueñes, pienses,
Cantes, maldigas o extrañes
¿Aún soy un trago amargo?
¿Soy parte de un lamento,
O de una maldición exhausta?
Quizá ya no existo, ni soy ni estoy
Tal vez, de verdad me olvidaste.
Tengo un corazón de tiburón que recorre todo paisaje & culmina en las páginas de tu libro.
te quiero porque eres como el viento fuerte
nunca aburrido, un poco loco y convincente
te quiero porque eres como el sentido de la vida
sorpresas todos los días, la oscuridad para sobrevivir
te quiero porque dentro de tu cuerpo está una luz rojiza
que me llena con energia, no sin pasiones ocultas
te quiero mucho
porque eres tú
There’s shadows and there’s truth
And there’re places I can’t reach
Oh, there are bright scenes
So shiny so real
That’ll never occur.

My voice to you is clatter
Filled with eerie sounds
Pretending to be words
Pretending to be significance
Deftly interconnected.

Have you also noticed
There’s always a taste of loss
Every time we keep talking
Instead of kissing
Instead of simply stay still?

Sorry about this nostalgia
I only want to have less
Only want to stop gaining
Feel you not with the skin
But by being entirely you.

Want to hear you as a verse
Ready to form a universe
Ready to claim beyond language
Spitting all purposes
Collapsing time, going ahead.

Let me loose the meaning
Beside your worthwhile hips
Let me be as a cell
Able to raise a galaxy
Let’s fulfill silence*
                                   >
                                          *Let's arise sphere.
(29-10-2014 (¡My 3rd poem written in english! Pleae let my know if something is misspelled. Thank you.))
I'll take your suffering, your heartbreak, your sorrow,
I'll hold it within me, much past tomorrow,
I don't care how much it burns, that angry beast inside,
Because I know I can bear it, with you by my side.
I'll fly through a blowing hurricane, I'll run through the night,
As long as it helps you, in your fight.
Reveal your
burdens
to me
and I will
do my best
to show you
that even
they
have
beauty.
You open
the
fortune cookie
and
there is
nothing
inside
At a lowest lowest time this actually happened, proving once again there is no fiction greater than truth
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