martes, octubre 20

Sucumbir.

"Pensando en igual balanza el placer y la aflicción".
A dessert for every sin.
Que la conciencia no pese;
cada acto cometido reducido a un pequeño deleite.
Cause sometimes I need to ask.
I'm not closer...
Just like a puppet playing a fool,
reminds me that I'm little,
and I'm losing it because of your indifference.
Let's just don't.


Wow! I didn't realize... we are not playing.
I just want to call it off.
It's so uneasy.

Leve suspiro,
a lighter up.
I'm not looking around,
I just can look at you.

Sorry if I'm silent,
I'm just trying to fix the words inside my head,
most of all, figure out what's what I'm thinking.
I might adopt that manner,
just to brush your hair while you fall asleep,
but that's just not me.
I never learn how to be and not be... I never got the question.
As easy as choosing.
The only thing I know is...
who am I kidding? Just a coffee...
and if you go along with me,
I'll a make flirtation way to taste a sweeter conversation.
Whatever I guess...
I was thinking about you, and all the things that I wont say.

And the important highlight of the evening:
...I wish I could black out your goodbye kiss.



viernes, octubre 16

Banal courtesy.

When you stood up in there,
It was like watching you speak.
Trying to scream,
to make us understand,
a flawful idea swimming beneath an inner you.
Vertebras breaking and clacking,
scientific methods, and neurons trying to send messages that wont come out,
a little sparkle to chain.

Baby you don't have to worry,
cause I'm not talking about you... it's someone else,
the one that I haven't met.

Close your eyes for a moment
and dispel all of your thoughts and beliefs.
I don't pretend for you to separate from yourself,
it's a little portion of clarity to hold.

Try something new, something that you would be scared of, because that's a part that you haven't develop... and emotions and reactions would be like virgins in love.
Some sort of ectasis, as far as now; the state of being stretched beyond normal dimensions.
You got nothing to lose, and of course, you can say no... but what the hell, when are you gonna see me again?

lunes, octubre 12

Bitting lips.


I love what you have, and what's not mine.

Discreet tones, I want to stay calm.

lunes, octubre 5

So am I insane or do I really see heaven in your eyes? - Amy W.

High speed
Stop whispering on my ears
I want to see it
feel it and read in your eyes.
I promise i will bring you down,
down in here.
you wont be that high
die with me
mortals in bed
Face each other...

Sweetie let me tell you very close.

I'm misbehaving and stepping on rough.
Just don't ignore it!
It's not above, neither beneath.
I didn't wanted it to change,
now it's doubtable and delicate.
Breakable.
Skinny touch.
Revolution; cause it shouldn't.
I wonder: is there a fault?
How could it be...?
You gotta be kidding.
Imploded version.
I wasn't up to give up.
Different times, large scale.
I don't believe in maybes.
For the first time,
I'm... I can't stop denying, I do not regret,
it was beautiful when we still haven't met.
You existed long ago,
I arrived before, without noticing.
It's not that bad...
It just means.



Nena, no tienes idea.
Te conviertes y regresas.
Aún no lo se.
Tiempo se deliza... y lo pierdo.
Solo quiero un ti.
un poco, no mucho.
Sacia, termina... que se siente volátil.