Desire

Desire is a sin paid
with the unmeasurable cost
of our heart

Its pain hangs every minute,
clouds above look at us,
both:

The soul with the desire
and you,
the desire itself.

A Year Ago

A day from today
A year ago
There was you
And there was me.

For the first time the earth
Brought us together,
For a moment everything
Was the beginning of all
What we lived then
And what we left there.

I can see today each moment
As the first moment of a new life.
It was a dream to build it with you,
But like all the dreams
Have to be there
As a goal that never ends.

A day from today
A year ago,
I fall in love with my live
And you were there
With the shouts
In the cave
Hiding all what you have,
Everything that makes you
Not just a woman
But the perfect woman to be loved.

There is not another day,
There is not another life,
But there was a day,
Yes, a day from today
When everything has the possibility
Of growing for the first time.

Now, it has the same possibility
Because inside our souls
There is always that day:
A day from today
A year ago.

We Will Cry

Maybe, today we have lost
the rain using the umbrella,
We stopped each furious drop
in this dessert sand
arranged by stereotypes,
rules and walls.

There must be a day,
with the body of ashes
and the sight of an oracle
when the heart landscape
will bloom.

Today's chains will become
their origin, dust of past duty
and they will not show
our poorness again.
One instant shine
Hears the weepy souls
and we will be the arrangement.

The prohibition of these days
enables tomorrow's solitude,
a crowded solitude built
below the real feelings.
Indeed, the mirror, old and
broken of lost time
will not show us anymore.

If we become transparent,
we suffer from the new centuries
acknowledgment.
People do not forget a sin,
However they lost the battle
with the age.

One day the new eyes
will look forward,
and we will be before the sight
either erased by the large
and young beauty hearts
or blocking the new years
growth.

In the past we will cry
In the present we have to do
and in the future we just dream
about not losing the present
or feeling guilty about the past.