In verse...

My Sun    

 You in the morning sun  

 my soul awakens to the reality.  

 you give me a new day,    

 a new day for dreaming.         

How beautiful to feel on my skin     :

your warm rays closer                ,    

 uplifting heat          

your cold away tranquility of sleep.

Then my eyes see the world,                

 My mouth starts to make words            

 my lips are released in new kissing            

my hands create beautiful realities.             

How sad you goodbye every day             

Sad and happy at the same time,              

Sad because you get away from me             

happy at the prospect of reunion.

BE LOVE         

Being in loveIt is sometimes

Wishing you dance

To feel your warmth

As we turn.

Being in love

It is sometimes

Hating the distances

Times and standards.

Being in love

It is sometimes

Love all

And find everything beautiful.

Being in love

It is to be,

Only sometimes

The rest of the time ...

Dream.

DECISION

Decisions Not taken to the insane,

Neither the advice of their elders.

Consequences are calculated,

Gains are weighed,

They put on a scale

And decide what you want

No pressure, no hurry,

But without missing

The opportunities of life.

LOVE

At first I enjoyed

Their smiles and their eyes

And my soul was filled

But it was minor.

More gradually, friends

The spring of my existence

And dreams without delirium

They taught me to love.

When I look at a time

Turning backI am amazed and happy

For the riches out there.

Is my life full

From all that I'm

And I can not fall in love

In no other life.

Thinking you

As always lived in my imagination ...

except the brief space we were together ...

remember is inevitable and continuous mental exercise.

So if you remain silent,while I tell you how much I miss you

and how much I miss seeingslender and so your bodypanther lying in wait to write poetry ...

and I wonder.

And as always ..

.your memory verse becomes ...

I love rhyme becomes ...and undisturbed stay tuned ...

SAMYQ

I am that I put an ad in the newspaper:

Desperate single mother looking for ungrateful daughter

has not called back because it stopped being online ...

in the cellular network which it seem

sare connected global citizens.

All this because of the loneliness and sadness

where I am since you're notorbiting around me.

Sincerely, the sun.

My verses ...My verses want to be good omens

Be cool breeze caressing your face

When you open the window of your new home.

They want to be gentle kiss,

A hug, an I love you

Powering the goodness of your heart.

Love in your essence.That's enough.

Because you multiply allAnd will your hands to the face and lips,

In the skin, the heart of those you love.

And your life will be filled with happiness.

I wanted to feel new feelings

Travellers want to think thoughts

I wanted to see the visions of othersand hear the sounds outside.

I had forgotten that she was humanwas not today but tomorrow

a morning full of sun and sandnot a gray morning, not anyone

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I want to be in the spring sunshine

that touches your cheek

that caresses your chin and running down your neck.

Soft and light.

I want to be the light that hurts the eyes

that opens the doors and windows

and blue slips through my window.

Soft and light.

Full of hope, thorny path wanted, loved, be spring to sit next to youthe road,

Beside and be to you, lily in bloom

A gentle breeze and light.