viernes, 2 de marzo de 2012


I can not control,
I recognize that your protection
melts in my feeble human strength.
I feel angry,
as heroin in the veins of a man over.

The heart is worn paper thin,
time is the opposite for an award
the only way that loving.

Your life you give me your
and I try to pray that goodness still can not believe ...
I try, I can do whatever it takes,
to kiss your lips.

That anger, now makes me think hard enough ...
Is it enough?
The answer lies in being brave?
that anger, I now strangles
self as a swing wisdom,
sometimes I can not more ...

pat, I still believe in your touch,
in all the kisses you gave me today,
wanting to succeed north of a local youth,
misunderstood our youth
for all people, but two
we are your self adorning our future,
loving us and making us harm,
who is able to love well,
Who is able to love and not touch?

(c) 2012


I wonder,
I would like to understand,
all this result somehow
from another site,
no matter where ...

I would drink the rest of this absence,
would like to know where you are now.
Because today you were an angel in this absurd

Yes, two ways of thinking,
no, no accident.
Why, tell me why ...

This punishment will not let me raise the thought
where you truly deserve you.

Sadness in morning on a Friday ...
And you told me today that Saturday made ​​me feel so special.

Yes, I wake up next to you every day of my life.
if I push you in that bed you both dreamed.
if I want to turn your dreams in mind.
if I want to fulfill all my dreams with life.
if I want to travel with your soul to places unknown.
if you want to make noise ...

(c) 2012


You and I are looking for life
my virtue as there is still moist soil
soaking this nostalgia,
Your smile is a four leaf clover ...

With the depth of present pain
again, another night I do not sleep with my ...

You and I are two stars that shine with wisdom,
as an ancient sky,
like two animals that feed the hungry with a desire,
with the same desire ...

Honestly, I never get tired of waiting anywhere ...
The news in a newspaper bother me
and sometimes I do not think,
words you hear people
words with their truth
achieve a world
a parallel between you and me.

Reasons lost in the rain from your eyes
and my particular inconsistency,
I know and who I can be,
win or not win,
succeed in your thinking particles
and step that I helped you up ...
Where is it? Where could he be?

You and I are two cars at high speed,
in tow a few bumps hard won
to over sixty night I anesthetized,
who want more, who can provide more ...

You and I are two fools who run away from the situation,
We are like angels in this hell
known rainbow ...
And life is returning to regret,
our lives do not understand,
since I told you, sorry ...

(c) 2012