Saturday, August 28, 2010

transparente...

yo quiero ser transparente
 lograr reflejar exactamente lo que pienso
sin poder esconder lo que siento
quisiera
que mis ojos expongan mis suenios
mis manos sostengan mis ideas
mis labios expresen nada mas que la verdad
y que todo mi ser  refleje lo que soy
yo quiero ser transparente

Monday, August 23, 2010

el corazon...

resulta que no funciona por mas que nos preparemos,
que tratemos de controlarlo, que dictemos normas de conducta,
planifiquemos que hacer y no hacer y anticipemos los sucesos
el corazon hace lo que quiere y no acepta negociaciones...
i was wrong, you were right. i miss you!

Sunday, August 22, 2010

you

i don't want to put in to words what you mean to me
and i don't want express how you made me feel
all i want you to know is you are the best mistake i ever made...

Friday, August 20, 2010

part of me...

to the boy who:
blew kisses
held my hand
gave me smiles
and had snowball fights with me

the same boy who:
cooked
walked miles to see me
talked about life
and watched chick flicks with me

although distance is still the same
i'm glad you we're a part of me

Sunday, August 08, 2010

dream within a dream...


 Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

-Edgar Allan Poe

Monday, August 02, 2010

no me gusta...

no me gusta sonar contigo,
me recuerda lo que me pierdo dia tras dia de tu vida,
de las historias que ya no me cuentas, las ideas que no discutimos y de las hipotesis que ya no hacemos
pero mas que nada, no me gusta para nada sonar que algo esta por suceder y yo no estare ahi para compartirlo contigo...