Let me be the light.
Let me shine for you.
Feel my burned soul for your eyes.
Those that like a weapon truly destroy.
The only weapons capable to create.
A look that lets me breath through my tears.
Sometimes tears of sadness in my heart.
Or tears of joy in my soul.
The joy sometimes spelled by your name.
Even in the distance.
Even without knowing each other.
But I know you like an "N".
"N" of nothing else.
The sound of the "end".
The "N" or the "end" of a story that I never could read on my own.
But I wished you to read me someday.
And maybe someday you should let me read between your lines.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Chocolates de formol
PoetryNada es tan cierto, claro y preciso como la poesía, por eso es la mejor manera que tengo para hablar contigo de frente. Estos poemas son solo pensamientos que ya no caben en ninguna parte de mi alma y a veces de mi imaginación, pero casi en su total...
