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.

That Morning

I remember that winter morning
Where I spoke to you for the first time
I was barely waking up from a dream
And I fell back into the net.
I was afraid to have you soon
With nothing in mind
it said inside 'Dany don't be silly
talk to her she's there in front.

I don't know why you didn't walk away
And you were still by my side
Although I think you won
Well, we've both won.