(2015)
What is poetry? To me it is life’s meaning with words. Perhaps somewhere in there is the definition of my heart shutting down poetry. See... Poetry is like a burning candle. While there...
When the sun is obscured, and the flowers becomes inert. When the day is complete I am ungrateful and I prefer to accompany death.
You touched me... I pulled you into my arms and You were safe. I caressed your face and I felt love all the way to my toes. I looked at you in wonder and you kissed me. You tasted like ...
I wish I could hold you. I wish I could let you cry it all… I wish... But I can’t. I can’t make it all better.
I was there, a nightclub in Paris, in the middle of the crowd when she caught me. Her hazel eyes like flashing sapphires, her skin like the purest vanilla cream, her blonde hair flowing...
Every friend I have known says the same things about me. “I’ve never heard him raise his voice, ever.” All the way up into high school any kid who wanted to pick a fight found me. I cam...
One gentle moment of life, a coven… Once more I hold you in my arms,… For I know that I must leave you… Your hair benenath my fingers, fee… And your eyes, oh those hazel eyes…
No sé adónde voy pero, seguro sé donde he estado colgado en mentiras en creaciones de ayer y he decidido
Lord please take me is it a sin that the whole world h… That the love of my life has been… That I don’t want to see the next… That every minute I hope the end…
He visto la paz, he visto el dolor descansando en los hombros de nues… ¿Ves la verdad a traves de todas l… ¿Ves el mundo a través de ojos ape… Y si quieres hablar de esto otra v…
Some say that romance is too old f… Flowers and Roses no longer exist… Some say it’s not connected to any… Romance has been digitalized But still today,
I sound the call and yet I cry for the answer never comes I see the distant ocean sea and hear the sound of drums. And yet, although I would engage,
When I see through the glass I see through time where senses do not exist where fears evaporate I stand up
Take my eyes For I don’t want to see A world without you Cut my hands For this journey is meaningless
My discovered secret Rarely apprehended To know the real blonde Without the roots revealed She’s the smart one.
