November 2011
2 posts
Stick note
Unfulfilled love lives on unwelcomed dreams
god i hate my poetry
i hate you too
December 2010
1 post
Notes 1
I look outside to find
a picture of you drawn in the sky
and it’s you that i find
and its not that i try
for every star in the sky
there is a freckle in your body
Connect the dots and you’l see
It’s you and me
it’s meant to be
the stars and the sky
they smile to your eyes
follow the path to your heart it’s paved by the clouds
freckles in your arms
they...
May 2010
1 post
Sunflower Fields
What would you think
If i told you that while i daydream
I picture you.
I picture you running through sunflower fields
In the distance.
With my absence.
I do.
Running, Running towards my open arms.
It’s such a trance; an out-of-focus background and a soft lit leisure paradise at the back of my rushing thoughts.
How can such dead state of mind be this emotionally alive
How can i be...
June 2009
2 posts
One With The Stars
I can’t help feeling that i could explode into a tiny billion pieces
my remains like bright lights in the sky
Perdido En Sueños
Busco todo el día una distracción La manera de olvidar hasta el anochecer. Por favor vuelve Sal de mi corazón Trágica contradicción Pero entre sueños sigo tu rastro El aroma que me lleva a ti Y es que extraño tus cálidos abrazos Sonrisas quedaron marcadas muy dentro de mi Y es así como despierto pensando en ti Otro día mas la misma rutina Arrastro mi cuerpo esfuerzos que el alma no quiere ceder...
May 2009
3 posts
Hang On
I’m starting to forget the smell of your hair the warmth of your chest the sensation of your lips and mine the sound of your voice if i try hard i can go back in time and picture it all again before my eyes but i cant feel a thing the little details that once made me smile are fading away im getting tired, dry, and weaker i cant hold the picture for long and reality comes back that innocent...
A Butterfly
a butterfly flaps its beautiful wings fragile like dust careless like wind dancing,singing floating around a butterfly seduces the daffodils a butterfly up high in the clouded hills and the daffodils unroot dancing,spinning floating around when they are done with one flower they go to the next one the flower’s pedals start to fall spring fever is over and the butterflies are gone.
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