Categoría: Poemas

…que nunca se vaya tu aroma de mis manos.

Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your’re deserting for better company?
I can’t accept that it’s over…
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right
And i swear i’ll do my best to comply

Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together

I feel must interject here you’re getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I’ve made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I’ve prepared a lecture on why i have to leave

So please back away and let me go
I can’t my darling i love you so…

Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
Don’t you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won’t heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures

I admit that i have made mistakes and i swear
I’ll never wrong you again
You’ve got a lure i can’t deny,
But you’ve had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn

Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything.
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything…

I take a walk outside
I’m surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I’m spinning, oh, I’m spinning
How quick the sun can drop away

And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything…

All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I’ll be…

I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life,
I know you’ll be a sun in somebody else’s sky, but why
Why, why can’t it be, can’t it be mine.

We belong together… Together

To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didn’t think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
Is a three-fold, Utopian dream.

You do something to me that I can’t explain.
So would I be out of line if I said «I miss you»?

I see your picture.
I smell your skin on
The empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days,
But already I’m wasting away.
I know I’ll see you again
Whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care,
And I miss you.

Sometimes I can find you in your voice,
And I wish I could feel the past,
to listen what you had to say.

What I hate about this,
is remember who I was,
What I have done.

The only thing, I will always regret,
to regret anything anymore,
never,
for now and so on.

But I do,
About that,
I did,
I failed.

And now,
I know nothing but,
you are there…

Standing still,
looking at me,
smiling,
but there…

Smiling.

I had a dream about you,
Call me and ask me what was about,
It was wild, weird… it was You and I,
Its was worm, it was love.

Secret passions of our souls,
that has always been there,
you wake’em up,
I miss your lips against my chest.

And so it is,
just a dream,
under the coldest water,
of shapes and shadows,
as real as imaginary,
as something can looks.

I’m deeply close to your feelings,
and telepathy is start to scarying me,
but its quite effective,
better than call you on the phone.

a 2:00 AM love,
a forever agreement of souls,
bigger than us,
brighter than the Sun.

I had a dream about you.

Shine, while I wake up
Shine, unless you don´t
Shine, if you feel happy
Shine, if you feel free.

Shine, at least for me
Shine, once and forever
Shine, to please the world
Shine, only for me.

It’s way too late to be this locked inside ourselves
The trouble is that you’re in love with someone else
It should be me. Oh, it should be me
Sacred parts, your get aways
You come along on summer days
Tenderly, tastefully
And so may, we make time
Try to find somebody else
This place is mine

You said today, you know exactly how I feel
I had my doubts little girl
I’m in love with something real
It could be me, that’s changing!

And so may, we make time
To try and find somebody else
Who has a line

Now season with health
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo
See what stands long ending fast

Oh, how I love you
And in the evening, when we are sleeping
We are sleeping. Oh, we are sleeping

And so may, we make time
We try to find somebody else
Who has a line

Now season with health
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo
See what stands long ending fast

I see you have changed, I don’t mind spend the rest of my life next to you.
But when you look at me you see the same you saw before.

 —

You called me after midnight,
it must have been three years since we last spoke.
I slowly tried to bring back
the image of your face from the memories so old.

I tried so hard to follow,
but didn’t catch a half of what had gone wrong,
said «I don’t know what I can save you from.»
I don’t know what I can save you from.

I asked you to come over,
and within half an hour,
you were at my door.

I had never really known you,
but I realized that the one you were before,
had changed into somebody for whom
I wouldn’t mind to put the kettle on.

Still I don’t know what I can save you from.
I don’t know what I can save you from.