LETRAS

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I stare into the shadows of the evening. I take your hand when I think of everything I have, and everything I’d be missing if I didn’t have you with me.

I hold onto the trees that hang over your pensiveness. I take your hand in asphyxiation As the wind warns me. “He’s walking away” You’re walking away.

There’s clouds forming storms in my head. I take your hand when you sleep. Yesterday I was afraid of the hugs, but today I fear the kisses will go missing.

I swallow the rain in my throat. I love you so much. I look at you deeply.

I can't pretend it's not happening,

like it hasn't happened before;

even if I found it out on my own.

Even if it's at the core of a misunderstanding.

I can't pretend like I don't feel it shifting downward; taking only as a hostage my soul. That the distance from the tip of my tongue, to the bottom of my heart, is not more than just a wrong interpretation. It might all just be the madness, or very well the silence of the hours as they go by.

I couldn't say it in a breath, so I locked it up inside me.

I’m falling apart

Kiss me today more than ever,

kiss me like a tornado escaping from your lips.

But kiss me still.

Still like a herd of centaurs running from the rain.

As still as the lake from which bloom roses with no thorns and broken souls fly away.

Hug me until the tears that slowly grow from your hair melt.

And the eyes that only love me,

see within my doubts.

Until the bees that have your time, sleep,

and you're able to hear at last my sadness steep.

And until the sad birds

in the rain decide to spread their wings,

I want you to love me.

Love me because maybe,

tomorrow flowery forests will grow fairly in your face

and bury with my sadness,