a mirror to the front of me and an ocean behind me
pensamiento
si las paredes
se armaran solas
no estuviera feliz
estuviera sola
inconsiente de ti de mi
(Source: Spotify)
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(Source: mchades)
Poetry: October Flowers
as the leaves died
we became tangled
in our own budding
gardenbetween us,
flowers bloomed
in a season where death
was naturalat the end of our
first date, you taped the
flowers I got for you
on your walland even when they
lost their yellows, reds
became cracked, weak,
they still held their place
(Source: Spotify)
otra noche para descansar mi alma
quisiera correr
atras de las olas grandes,
como tus palmas que me mantienen firme.
Saber como las construyo Dios,
como te encontre entre ellas (te perdi):
y ahora te encontre.
Eres algo perdido y encontrado. Mi amor.
