miércoles, 5 de junio de 2013


In the silence which thought
feel something big, something great for you ...

In the low soul estremicimiento a feeling,
 a great feeling for you ...

Yesterday a weakness a guardian angel,
a losing battle cry eyes ...

Yesterday the words were a movement of my hands to Thee,
exceeds desire life
a common life ...

A flower without roots, a whisper empty of pain,
a verse dedicated to you.
Your scent and my destiny,
our nights and our different ways.
Judgment exaggerated yesterday and today,
I'm a faithful witness to your heart.

(c) 2013