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que piensas de la noche..
cuando yace callada
eterna y desvelada
como bohemia dormida
;
las estrellas colgadas
en aquel libro *****
son iguales que versos
son como una caricia
;
los arboles ya secos
alzan sus pobres brazos
intentando tocar
un pedazo de cielo
;
las aves se acurrucan
en las tristes palmeras
los carros pasan secos
como aire en primavera
;
lo opaco de la noche
me llena de cenizas
los techos y las luces
luciernagas que pintan
;
pintan mi invierno triste
lo llenan de resina
y yo me sueño libre
como la noche fria
;
la noche nunca pregunta
siempre llega campante
invade cada parte
sin dar explicaciones
;
la noche se destaca
por ser bien libertina
la noche es un poema
repleto de caricias
;
las estrellas colgadas
del libro de la noche
vamonos a lo oscuro
vamonos a otro mundo
vamonos en un verso
al lugar mas profundo
al ***** de la noche
al lugar mas oscuro...
Sinerita Dec 2020
Mi Amor,

Sometimes I don't listen.
Ok, not sometimes...
A lot of times.

Glad I listened,
Listened to my heart,
When it spoke about you.

Never more true,
The words
'Follow your heart'
When it comes to you.

I followed my heart
and you,
to a slice of heaven,
to where the eagles nest,
to the mountains.

Vamonos mi precioso - to where our hearts take us.

Can't really make sense of life,
There is things I'll never understand,
But I trust my inner feelings.
They were right,
justo sobre ti.
Ain't I glad,
that I listened.

Mi corazón se ha caído,
for you.

Its not safe,
To follow the old heart,
When it is sad,
or happy.
That's when mistakes are made they say.

I asked it,
In the sad times,
In the hard times,
In the quiet times,
In the happy times,
In the excited times,
In the contented times...

It said the same thing.
You are no mistake.
You are perfect.
Perfect for me.

Feeling the way I feel,
About you,
All the time,
Means I can follow.

You won't hurt it,
I want to let you in.
Still scared some times,
But I'll listen,
To where it is going to take me.
And us.

Vamonos mi hermoso - to where our hearts take us.
For my person.
Becoming colorless
And all communal
I wish you would go south & Slam
Vanish & scram town
So vain, high, & mighty
I wanna sneak away
Maybe even storm out
Compose & Dream up
So, I’ll have to steal away madness
Withdraw & leave a wound
Wear & Tear through the pigment
Kiss it goodbye
I’ll cut & run so fast
Just to strengthen & brighten
No single civil will get one glimpse
Interesting & disappearing
The Slow & Steady
Ditchin & Bleachin  
Now you wanna Back Out
While I Watch you Wash Out
Since I’m feeling you Fade Out
Vamonos ready for a Blow Out
Yeh, this is my Hurl Amore
Chapter One: Confessions Of Aggression

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