Kicking the paths of past history,
tripping over cobblestones
silence impregnated lanterns
of corners without name.
sink my bare feet in
feelings muddy puddles.
I collapsed in my lap
souvenir
abandoned on sidewalks eaten by sadness.
choked with so much melancholy,
looking for a place to bury my bones
and my pain.
Half kiss, half laughing
was the enigma that delivers to your mouth
to untangle
with the mastery of your long fingers.
my heart burned with fire,
a bit so you do not forget
and much more to know that you belong.
And your eyes were the wellhead
on the fall again and again,
on the alienation of love,
always last.
appointing You were afraid because you tore
wonder the mere idea.
beyond my simple image
pleas because touch burned in your heart.
enjoy them,
doliéndonos in the purest sense
losing moderation,
enslaved in
passion to be beyond redemption.
I cried in
penumbra
vacuum
the deafening silence,
to dry my memories.
I cried the crowd
Street
zombies to lose
in the labyrinth of solitude.
I wept until the skin
cracks began to carve
took root in
forgotten faded.
I stopped crying when
swollen eyes
failed to recognize.
