My love....

You have always wanted to know whichever I love to you, and I never have been able to explain it But if really you want to know, the great thing that my love by you can be, because she counts the waves of the sea and you will see that my love by you never will be able to be finished.

When you see clouds happen through the sky, he remembers much that I want to you.

At night each star that shines, is because my heart by you beats.

The air which you breathe outside your house, is equivalent to the sighs that leave from the bottom of my soul.

Affection remembers mine, who my love by you I never will be able to pretend then your you make me feel like the preferred rose of your garden..

Last night I was a sleepy...

I dreamed that you laughed, which your joy did not have end and your happiness transferred the borders of the spiritual land and, that arrived at skies turned a prosperity message, satisfaction and fullness......

I dreamed that you spoke to silence and your words arrived at ears from who started off already kill a time, that you said to him much that she needs to you, of much which you long for to him, of much which you feel the lack of its words and each one of its advice.....

I dreamed that you requested aid to skies, to the immensity of the seas, the echo of the gorges, because often you do not know what to do or what way to take.....

I dreamed that you managed to listen to the rumor of the storm, that always is at the end of the horizon, being hoped the best moment for unloading its energy on the Earth, telling to the distant spot, that brings a message to you of hope with rain and the wind, because therefore the cycle of the life returns to begin like each one of your days and your dreams....

I dreamed that your soul was free of all wrath, resentment and deception, that you managed to sleep and to dream in the day that comes, that your thoughts were only focused in obtaining that everything what you are grows in the immensity of the love.....

I dreamed that your soul lodges single love, which your laughter is the mirror of your soul, that your eyes shine by the light of your spirit, whom your gestures are the reflection of your love, that everything what I feel by you is not in vain that you are somebody that knows and knows the important thing me that you are in my life....

Last night... I dreamed so single about you my queen, somebody much perhaps that in spite of I want you do not know what in my life I have suffered and thinking about that single your you are but pretty which I have at the moment and that did not want to move away to me in the forgetfulness of my thoughts that always I for you am and the your for my one for the other....

only those feelings passed through my mind........<3...........

Calm the soul.......

Calm the soul Like explaining to him to the heart That does not exist the reason, That since rounds in my mind; The senses do not lie. But when, your love I want to reach, That I exist, your you seem to forget But when I want to you to embrace, My mind usually precipitates that difficult it is to love! Scale in the love does not exist Your you want to know from the one to the ten; As it is the value, Already I passed the ten! But you do not see love it. And I listen to your voice when asking If I have arrived to you to love, Surely this my heart when answering; That I want to you and I can love to you. When happening the days the evidence Lacks of prudence, Because I cannot avoid That of joy I want to fill to you. And my soul is impatient To the non knowledge that is what you feel, I am scared of love; But by you I am a lunatic one; And your memory is a delight That day to day me makes strong Your name I want to acclaim and your face to admire, But my Single heart wants to exclaim My soul wants to you to love.

Te tengo.......

Te tengo dos poemas
y una poesía,
y un alma prisionera
en la más bella rima.

Te tengo cuatro estrofas
y una poesía,
una palabra hermosa
y dormida la vida.

Catorce versos te tengo
parecidos a tu boca,
y a tu poesía.

Te guardo un soneto
y un poema de amor
en la voz de mis manos.