bright red dots

i dont know,

what is the right time,

or if im the right one,

but still, u should be mine.

something about us,

that we should do.

something about ur dots,

i want to melt.

like

like being away from home,

travelling far to lands far far away,

there's only one thing on my mind,

like a longing i can't shake.

it's hard not to notice,

how your freckles dance on my head.

like words i'd rather not hear,

in my head they fade into the distance,

and soon all i hear is your footsteps,

walking softly,

telling me where to go,

where to go so i can spend just one more day,

trying to make you smile.

Tiny Dots

walking through your cheeks,
across the flood lands,
making islands,
echoes like a train,
fading, into the distance,
constant, quiet, until they cross.

Tiny Dots

not too close,
never too far,
hard not to notice,
right here in my cheeks,
and im left wondering,
will they ever melt?

i need you to melt.

build-up

time... goes so slow
like freckles walking shoulders
elevators close so fast.
i never get off them.

single tear

like the rain that's falling,
drizzling on the window,
waiting in the air,
a single tear from above,
can cause ripples below.

a moon, a cloud, and their star.

en una noche vasta y oscura,
la luna y una nube buscaban refugio,
y de todos los lugares en el universo,
se acurrucaron en la misma farolita,
arropados en su propio brillo,
ahora son dueños de su destino.

Alimento

palabras que alimentan el ego,
una mirada que acaricia la sonrisa,
un beso que da alimento.

y es que me sorprendo,
todos los dias,
buscando alimento,
que me regalen un momento,
que siempre viene y se va.

busco alimento,
que me llene de sueños,
y me quite mis pesadillas,

busco alimento,
calma al tormento,
y lo gracioso,
siempre es el momento, (inesperado)
en que lo encuentro.

seven

se-ven luces brillantes en tu mirada,
un reflejo se ilumina,
y en tan solo siete minutos,
un lazo se ata,
una fuerza nos atrae,
un nudo nos contiene,
un magnetismo nos gira,
y rotamos dia a dia,
en torno a nuestra propia orbita.
y si tu quieres,
me derrito en ti,
me uno a tu calor,
a ver si te enseño,
mis siete formas de pensar en ti.

Cinco de Maio

i wake up to the sound of a man on my door,
his knuckles giving my door some love,
his voice roaring,
something about a dame,
so early.

the clock stares back at me,
it's late already,
i figure this better be good,
as i move down the steps,
im greeted by a known silouhette,
too good a sigh for so early in the morning,
i wait for the hit to come,
she bring donuts,
i wonder what her case is,
i do know sweets in the morning,
can only mean one thing...
a gig. a tough one at that.

said she needed to find a gift,
hapyness for a day,
as a present for someone,
what is this happyness she speaks of?
is it real?

and who where the one's hiding it?

as the day progresses,
i find some clues,
it all seems hazy,
but the dame is determined,
she knows hapyness is out there,
whatever it is,
and i wanted in.

as i rode around the hood,
looking for answers,
some thugs massaged my head,
with a thick bar of steel.

i woke up fuzzy,
the world seemed determined,
this "hapyness" was to be hidden,
but the dame was pushy,
and as the night fell,
we found "hapyness",
then, the night was over,
and before i knew it,
as i woke the next day,
hunted by the karma police,
i found out the lady's real motif,
she needed some muscle to pin this on,
some meatbag to take the heat,
for so much hapyness.





it was worth it.
(thanks for the great bday)

Hielos Deslizantes

"Hielo deslizandose suavemente en un vaso"

una imagen típica, tal vez,
para los que vemos anime,
una imagen que siempre,
desde pequeño,
me ha llamado la atención.

cual era la fijación?

era un hielo.. deslizándose.. en un vaso.
no es por dañarle la historia a nadie,
pero se ve sencillo.

pues resulta que lo es.

en uno de mis sitios favoritos,
parado en un murito,
asomado en una ventana sorprendida,
mirando la luna llena,
y como se peinaba en el mar,
los carros,
haciendo un esfuerzo para no moverse,
el brillo naranja de la ciudad,
latiendo...

me di cuenta de algo,
estaba pasando un momento especial,
un... "kodak para el alma"...
y entonces entendi,
pq el hielo se desliza..
suavemente..
en un vaso...