Around they say:
Get a man,
Get a sir,
Get a night of one sky.
I myself ain’t light,
Neither star nor moon.
Mostly a moth,
Dazzled by the dream of life.
Unbeloved to anyone.
Still my own house.
Composing a song I’ll sing alone.
I can’t help it.
I can’t get charmed by promises of relieved pain.
My word is mine and mine alone.
Are you coming to rescue me?
Forget it.
I saved myself to become beloved to no one.
I’ll be happy with any attempt …
just so like you….
Come on,
are you taking break from work today?
Do you want to come and play?
are you drawing,
picturing my best smile inside of you?
I was not going to cry,
but you were the longed one desire.
In my inner… inner sight,
before I realized,
ahead in time I was lost in such.., despair.
Oh, it was misspelled!
For shall I say… crave?
It took too much effort and time,
so now,
I’ll be happy with any attempt from you….
from you
Let us play with blue and red,
let us paint the bed with love .
Do you want to come and drink my life?
I’ll be happy with any attempt …
just so like you….
We used water colors
to paint this blurred night in pants of sighed wishes.
Then, a black pen to sketch my mouth in yours,
do you want to come and drink my life?
Is it really ok to think about you?
So what if I like you….
does it make me a fool?
Maybe…
maybe,
but what the hell!
I want to try and be a fool…
No, no podría añadir una simple sílaba.
Porque el silencio da like en la última de mis fotos.
Sin comentarios.
Ningún chat.
Una onda de calor expansiva que deja todo tieso y canijo en Julio.
Tu risa, un canto de vida que imagino perdida.
Iteraciones incesantes de realidades alternas.
Una conversación contigo,
Un círculo incesante de actualizaciones sin sentido.
Eso es, una conversación contigo.
Vídeos elegidos por un algoritmo,
Ruido de fondo mientras la vida sucede,
Reproduciéndose solos, sin que me esfuerce.
Y es que tú, no estás.
Leasing,
Borrowing what I don’t know
For I never had a heart before
Leasing,
sinking in debt a pair of lips
I can’t afford
Leasing,
Giving on loan
Maybe, maybe
Just a bit of a fool
Dancing,
A waltz I step
On your toes
Don’t bring out tomorrow
Weather forecast might fail
And I’ll forget rain
Sun or snow.
So long that I love
So long I’m drowned
And my debts
Under control
So long you don’t bid fare the well
And I fall out of grace.
Nunca en mis planes
Jamás elegido,
Es dueño tras ademanes.
De lengua bífida
Y suave.
Ojos brillantes.
Desire spreads in breathless seconds,
It is just inequitable,
to say I’m sinking in love.
For it’s just kisses,
randomly popping as I fancy.
Any person,
anybody.
Quietly…anyone around could be…..
wishing to be involved,
anyone, anybody.
A hand on mine,
some light lip brushing,
anytime.
Until the reason chickens,
chickens out.
Since it’s not the same.
My cowardice acknowledges I’m being too much a wuss[1].
Is it too freaky,
to wish for the real?
The one who was chosen, memories ago?
[1] Fiction again…
Cuddly balled on my bed.
Small as well as silent.
She remains my kin,
Unless a fire.
My friend,
Unless earthquake.
And my one,
Unless my death.
Twice in life,
pleased I’d be to pretend we’ve met,
to forget thencefore.
Just to be
the first one,
to erase any of your smile’s memories.
Then,
a second meeting,
to love again what I’ve never met before.
Since forgotten.
For you,
are no more than unknown.
And what I love is an obsession of my imagination.
Nothing more.
Someone made up,
close to real men.
Yet, always gone by faked faded wishes.
All collected.
All withered.
Besides copied verses;
all in awe,
all in vain and hopeless.
Indeed insane,
every night I were to kiss your insubstantial whole,
somewhere a place blue birds sing,
to find you once again in alien and foreign lands of dream.
The longer I look at you,
even from afar.
The most I’d like to squeeze your heart,
orphan from your breast.
To claim it,
as mine and no one else.
Break you to strayed lost shreds of daylight.
That’ s the way,
I want to kiss your frozen smile.
A cada parpadeo que se traga un segundo más de ti,
aún desde lejos.
Y más deseo,
hacer huérfano de tus costillas,
el órgano que te bombea la vida.
Separarte en tantas hebras,
deshiladas de luz de día.
Así, para besar congelada tu risa.
Dancing fair light,
following a beat of wind and sky,
you are that name for me.
My only wish to be.