STARTING WITH THE MEMORIES..



When i'm with you, i wish that time stops,
that minutes become hours and words, caresses.
That your mouth as source of sweet waters,
give me to drink their love, every hour,
and my love was enough to cover your body 
of caresses and dreams.

When i'm with you, time is never enough, 
the words dont express all what i keep for you
in these anxious hands,
as a handful of roses and hugs.

I need you as i need the life,
 life to love you and be with you,
to want you jealously far from the world, 
and just near me.

My eyes always longing for your presence, 
even if they can see you...


:: 07 November, 2011::
I remember the first time when i called you as a little bird, you were all fragile, naked, exposed.. talking how the little child with the voice of the bird, could not sing as the other birds, and i just made a poetry for you, my little blue bird, talking about the forest and the little red, blue and transparent birds, shining glorious there..

 "...There is beauty also in the little birds of the forest.. their singing is even more beautiful and delicate.. not all the birds need to be blue or red ones, but even if they are transparent like the wind,  they will shine with the first ray of the sun,
as you do..."

::05 november 2010::

29.03.83

Today is very special day, the day when
the flowers born and all the birds sang..
Today my little boy was born,
full of tenderness and innocence,
with little green eyes as two pearls,
with that little magic to conquer the stars..

He came to the world to be happiness and relief,
to be the son, the brother, the little love of the little girl..

He came to bring joy to his family,
and shining days to his soulmate.
With his company and love, he destroyed
the loneliness of the girl and became her world,
in a better place.

Twenty nine years after that bright and special day,
the beauty story goes on, and the little boy of the shining eyes
took his place in the world, to be with me, to be of mine..
my little love, my little ocean boy with the stars eyes..


¡¡HAPPY BIRTHDAY CORAZÓN!!

HE LOVES ME A LOT..



You are my holy book.. making me tremble with your innocence.. touching my heart with your little siluette.. singing an eternal song.. hand to hand.. heart to heart..
You are my holy book.. Making me tremble with your innocence .. Touching my heart with your little siluette.. Singing an eternal song.. hand to hand .. heart to heart..  
You are my holy book.. Making me tremble with your innocence .. Touching my heart with your little siluette.. Singing an eternal song.. hand to hand .. heart to heart..

MADE YOU A POET..

Also the little child can be a poet, he can take the words from his heart and create beauty,

He can take the words from his love and make me deeply smile.

Thanks a lot my ocean child ♥

<< DIE 4 U >>


I want to bit your mouth, start slowly, softly,
like who rub as first time a rose,
i want to pull you over to me, sink you in my reflect,
firm, sharply, devorate your sweet lethargy,
the impatient of your alive eyes,
that whisper of your breath which anticipates the word,
that maybe was, want, desire, love..


To take in my arms the rawness of your body,
the heat of your perfect intimacy..
the tremor of your madness..


I want to untie in you my deepest pleasures,
call you mine, wanting you more..
that never be night to our eyes
that look each-other and speak in silence,
under the sad moon, in a winter day..


That you know with this firmness of my hand,
that you are the cup when i drink the horizon,
the tomorrow and all my why's
the reason of my wakefulness,
the meaning of my illness without cure


my weakness, my storm


The shadow that sleep with me all nights,
to share my bed,
to give me its smell of fresh night, of velvety lips,
of eyes whose look at me with that furor that takes all of me,
to the refuge of your gullibility,
to you secret garden of red roses, to my recurrent oblivion


To be of you, the blood, a river of sweet waters,
where i can die for you every night,
in each surrender of my love for you.


Die with you to reborn together,
in the dawn of our eternity,
in our endeless day of wishes and desires..

Memories remain..

ENCHAINED



Always i'm thinking of you, even when i think that i'm not thinking of you, you are always in my mind, in a nook  that no one know, that no one have reached it, only you.
I think you as an extension of my body, as an abyss of my thought, part of my blodd, a vein of my heart.So important then, you are part of my prayer, which i pray everyday, at nights, while i imagine your face and i'd like to care of your dream standing by ur bed.



There is an unknown wind for me, a night that is calm as the moon, quiet ad the death, slow as days.. There is a moment when i fall without to fall on my knees, with the closed eyes and the head on down, a moment when i grieve for myself, of the silence of the world in every street, among people, in that incessant noise which i dont hear anymore, i avoid it; a moment when i recognize that my heart has a wound, so deep and paintful  that takes me to your memory.. how many moments  like these i lived with your abscense, with you, but without to have you.

You broke my heart in thousand pieces, left it dying in the floor, while it was beating for you still, and goes on..

 Because i love you always, in the plenty of your words and in the silence of your misfortune, when you are fragile and tender as a child, as when you are so absent that i need your warmth, and i can only hold your memory.

You are a flame in wind that i protect it from the rain and time. a ray of light that i keep to light up my darkness, my silent lair, that lonely refuge which i decorated with tears and pearls, for you.ou say that love doesn't see, that love is blind, i say that if it's true, my love looks through which in you, is evident, my love looks with two green pearls, whose are caress and hit to my heart.
There would be to understand, pheraps, that love is blind just because it forgives and know how to give itself to the beloved, and you can know that i dont look at you with my eyes anymore, but through my heart.


What i feel for you is  firm and constant, is a sea of quiet waters where you can lie up for the rest of your life. My feelings are a bunch of tears abd laughs, other more of dreams whose i share with you, an eternal welcome that doesn't know the goodbye's, end you ask me still if i love you.. my little child, i love you with the life itself.