Friday, July 4, 2014

More Than Feelings

I have a heart broken by hope and reason
A heart that is awaken every time that you are near
That heart gets naked just by your voice
A heart that gets wet with your lips

Sing to my poor heart
Sing to it to recover it from craziness
Sing to it to bring us hope
And spend a sleepless night wet in your love

My poor heart can't recover his reasoning
After a wet night with your lips
You make my heart sing
Sing on this sleepless night full of you

Now my heart stops and start reasoning
Today it stops and thinks about its future
It might suffer from the memories of your lips
Today my heart needs to say goodbye

Today my heart says no to happiness
My heart knows you must take another way
There will be pain and suffering
But I know you will find your way

You must not worry about my heart
My heart has ame and I'm more than feelings
Life and love doesn't match
You are leaving and I'm staying

Love, if we see each other again
Take me out and make me love
If I don't ever see you
I hope  you have a wonderful end

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Twelve Years

Do you still remember me?
It's been a long time since we met
I cared about childish games
And happy phrases to sing.

I learned to love your silence,
Drawing a smile on your face.
Feeling your eyes looking for mine,
A true speechless love.

Since the day I met you
You introduced yourself in silence
Not even touching fingers
But feeling the softness of your skin.

Silence ready to attack
Fingers ready to touch
Always embracing my hugs
Making sure you are the first one.

I covered my eyes with my hands
Imaging you standing on the door
Waiting for me with a smile
Such a blind love.

No one else knew me this well,
Only you made me laugh
No one else shared my love
In silence without saying a word.

You had the virtue to protect me,
Keeping my fear for darkness away
Making plans for the future
Giving me peace everyday.

We escaped west on a Friday night,
Trying to follow the sun.
A sick lie you tell everyone,
True love is not the first one.

I followed you, like a signature,
At the end of a suicide letter.
Powerful words from the hearth
Reduced to a piece of paper.

Now we poison the room
Filling it with fake love.
Hiding the bad humor,
Just trying to sleep the night.

It's been more than twelve years
Frozen dreams and dead fears
Bad memories and unpleasant taste
Without wet tears.

The past became regrets
You showed me what I was running from.
I learned to love abuse
I was confused and you let me go.

Back from the dead,
Waiting from me to smile and share.
All I can think is about the days
And night you made me wait.

Monday, March 10, 2014

The Wind On The Sky

I was asked to describe love:
I tried, pretending of being a poet,
But I don't know when it's born or dies.
For me, love is like wind on the sky.

An intoxicating aroma,
Sweetness that consoles.
I see foals without darns,
Sweet exotic fruit to taste.

Love is all, fraught road and destination.
The music and the scent of life.
But love is dark too,
Echoes in the moon light.

The autumn colors of the leaves,
Skies full of clouds.
A punch in the stomach,
Reflections on the next day.

Love is blood, sweat and bruises,
Mark the skin with your fingers.
For me, love is like the wind on the sky,
Unpredictable.

Saturday, June 29, 2013

Me And I

Looking at the window of my mind
Thinking all the people I left behind
Does it worth it?
A wise Man asks me
The sound of a bird 
Interrupt the long silence

I said I like the view
Happiness is in the air
Life is in the plants
And the aroma of your skin
Came from places I have never been

You know
Life is beautiful
The wise man said
There are many places you can go
Open your winds 
And let the air clean your thoughts

If you are back home
I don't want to be alone
My conscience speaks
What can I say old man
I wanted to be free
My heart proclaimed

After thinking of you
I know what to do
I will listing to myself
And feel like I'm new

Not many people are in my life
Only the reminders of my past time

The wise man said
Tell me where you go
Now that I am gone
My conscience said
Tell me where I go
Now that you are gone

And I keep asking myself
Are you really gone
Maybe I should ask him
The one who always take control

Friday, June 28, 2013

Demon Of My Dreams

Angel or demon of my dreams
You always play the hide and seek
I look for you under my bed
I swirl in my clothier
And so many memories come to me

Angel or whoever you want to be
But at the end always mine
I might never stop writing to you
because my pure soul loves you
This way, jealously
And you know it.

My angel or silent demon
Who knows take the sleep from me
now and always
thief of my dreams

Steal a kiss from my lips
That keeps me waiting for more
Under this quiet night

Angel or expectant vulture of the battle
This famine does not give peace
Beautiful pigeon or demon of my body
Now I miss your blows of claws

Anxious demon or fugitive pigeon
Every one of my looks is for you
In which part of my body are you
Because your love is my blood
That runs inside of this helpless soul

Angel or combatant or my army
Come
Penetrate me with your dirk
That one that lulls
All my body with your poison

Come, speak to me
With your humid voice
Come with me, deliriously
come with your madman
Who will never stop loving you.