Como un PintorQue pinta por PintarQue gasta tinta, solo por colorearAsí de vana son tus palabrasEmanan sonidoSolo para quienes no pueden escuchar.Es tu amorComo un artista obsoleto,Dibujando piezas de arteEn una deslucida libretaCon números y letras.
Tag: writing
I love you
Just as birds fly seasonallyAlways coming back where they startedJust like them, that’s what happens to me.No matter where I amI will always come back to you.As a safe harborWhose sailor seeks refugeThere is no sea or stormMay they take me away from you. Just like the August sunHeats without measureThus, at maximum temperatureSo, that’s how…
Tired Air
Tired air from thin bottleThat alludes to the crazy droughtPerpetual between lifeAlthough by some beloved.Stroll among the meadowsMore ephemeral of the valleyCute color usedOld and tired suit dress.If you feel it, run toward itWith all the strength in the worldAnd without asking or seeingHelp him, clean that vagabond.Treat it with patienceGive it fine sand and…
We all can
A pleasant day without rain and windTo madness within the desertI am saddened by life and its waysStains in castlesWhile cars run and runIn the fog, without sun or moon.Between two, there may be fourWhen we all can.
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…
Porque te amo
¿Porque te amo me preguntas?Mientras te sonrío de una manera picarescaY en ese momento sin mover mis labiosSabes la respuesta.
Dreaming
What’s wrongThat you no longer want me by your sidethat it doesn’t matterAll that has happened Tell me why you feel this wayin love with anotherwhile my heartIt breaks little by little Oh tell me what are you going to doif you don’t love me anymoreIf I can laugh againWhile my soul dies Give me…