que ya te habia olvidado
hasta que recorde tu aroma
de colonia barata...
pense que ya eras pasado
hasta que mencione tu nombre
y un oleaje de instintos
despertaron mi alma...
tu nombre tiene el poder
de enredarse en mi mente
y deshacer mis defensas...
hechizero que hechizas
con tu sonrisa fresca
y tu mirada de aguila...
como quisiera...pense
que equivocada estaba.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, July 15, 2011
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The elementary school - (ode to childhood)
Today I stop by this little park in my son old school. Long time ago, in this same place, I asked him and his classmates what did they wan...

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Demon? Perhaps both. Still. I miss you. I hope you regain Your wings And return to the light Someday.
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There is a star in the sky that is only mine... it look down at me and smiles and says: hey girl, how was your day? and I say, just fine!...
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I am done with the drama people that run around the world pretending to be who they are not... I am done with the emotional needy... eve...
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