My Ecosystem

If I surrender to you
I want you to listen to me
May your breath make me sigh
Be my ecosystem

One + One

One plus one
It doesn't always result in two
math is not understood
If the numbers lose their value.
If we add and subtract
with no self-control
The figures will not give a result,
They will lose all meaning.

If you ask me

I know if you ask me
This will have no answer
I know if you talk to me
It will have no words
I know if you take me by the hand
This will be elusive
I know that if you love me
If You Love Me
I will love you.

Like a Painter

Like a Painter

Who paints just for painting

That spends ink, just for coloring

That’s how vain your words are

They emanate sound

Only for those who can’t hear.

It’s your love

As an obsolete artist,

Drawing pieces of art

In a lackluster notebook

With numbers and letters.

I love you

Just as birds fly seasonally
Always coming back where they started
Just like them, that's what happens to me.
No matter where I am
I will always come back to you.
As a safe harbor
Whose sailor seeks refuge
There is no sea or storm
May they take me away from you. 
Just like the August sun
Heats without measure
Thus, at maximum temperature
So, that's how I love you.

Tired Air

Tired air from thin bottle
That alludes to the crazy drought
Perpetual between life
Although by some beloved.
Stroll among the meadows
More ephemeral of the valley
Cute color used
Old and tired suit dress.
If you feel it, run toward it
With all the strength in the world
And without asking or seeing
Help him, clean that vagabond.
Treat it with patience
Give it fine sand and seawater
And perhaps in appearance
You open it could find.

Rating: 5 out of 5.

We all can

A pleasant day without rain and wind
To madness within the desert
I am saddened by life and its ways
Stains in castles
While cars run and run
In the fog, without sun or moon.
Between two, there may be four
When we all can.

Rating: 5 out of 5.

I believe you

I believe you because I have no choice
And if I didn't believe you,
 I wouldn't know what to believe
Yes, I believe because it is easy to believe
Believing that I believe you so.
I believe you in indelible ink
I believe and it cannot be erased
Believing in a few lines
That appear and are not.
I believe you without believing
Hoping you'd believe what I've believed
In past present and future
I believed, I believe, and I will believe

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In the Mist

A pleasant day without rain and wind
To the madness within the desert
I am saddened by life and its paths
The spots in the castles
While cars run and run
In the mist, without sun or moon.
Between two, four may fit
When we all can.

Rating: 4 out of 5.