#palabritas

Del primero... Solo me queda un retrato en la mente: un coloso de las profundidades, tan alto como el mástil del Kraken, que me miraba con una sonrisa que partía el horizonte. Y yo... yo no era más que una mota de polvo en su cubierta, un grumete sin curtir, con el cofre lleno de tesoros de aventuras que ni siquiera sabía que existían.

Del segundo... Perdonar. La primera vez fue esta misma semana, cuando sentí un cañonazo de luz estallar en el chakra central de mi pecho, como si el mismísimo cielo me lanzara una botella con mensaje. Tal vez por eso, desde el pergamino mágico de los vientos modernos— me llegó un susurro suyo desde las alturas. Y eso fue lo que encendió mi brújula para venir hoy a verlos.

This collection offers an intimate glimpse into the very essence of my heart and mind. It’s not categorized in any specific order but flows sporadically, much like life itself. Through poetry, quotes, and thoughts, I invite you to journey with me through the unpredictable and beautiful moments that shape our lives.

In these pages, you’ll find reflections on love, loss, joy, and sorrow—each piece a fragment of my experiences and emotions. Some days, the words came easily, flowing like a gentle stream. Other days, they were harder to capture, like trying to hold onto a fleeting dream. But in every moment, there is a truth, a lesson, or a glimpse of beauty waiting to be discovered.

As you read, I hope you find a connection to your own journey. May these words inspire you to embrace the unpredictability of life, to find beauty in the small moments, and to cherish the depth of your own heart and mind. This collection is a testament to the power of authenticity and the beauty of genuine connections.

Do I come off too strong?

When I trace every movement you make with my eyes?

When I hold onto the way your tongue rolls, like it matters more than words.

When your laugh loops in my head until I can’t tell if I’m remembering or replaying

When my arms tighten around you, each embrace more desperate than the last ?

Do I come off too strong when I just need to see a single glance to your gaze to know?

Do I come off too strong when I fold into my quiet confessions ?

Do I come off too strong

when softly,

away,

in brief devotion,

I try just to keep from coming off too strong?

Do I come off too strong then?