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Ediciones SM - mixed media - 2011

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Again I'm away, I'm in a world

strange to me.

is day and my soul feel it is time to dream. Accustomed to look

Peace River,

miss the beauty my eyes

and contact with what is not seen and not touched.

But in an oversight, I stole a poem

this gray day. Now it seems

is not so far that trip

promised to the world of letters. Only

I strip me of this costume

skin, otherwise it will make my mind.

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Only the heart is the measure of our grief.

is a reflection of our living. We

transmitted: suffering, joy, feelings, and

above all shows us the daily life of our

walk.

Heart, heart paradigm of our feelings.

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Balance

In the immensity of blue sky

balance was an old dream,

struggled, not wanting to fall to

precipice.

She clung to illusions

and put wings of an eagle.

What a shame! As he fell,

is no longer a dream, now is a sad reality

whom no attention.

never want to risk and the spiral of mediocrity

seized him.

The city noise did not allow

that dreams are dreams.

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banshee. Luc




Vives even in this suburb, perhaps on
kissing a blonde in a hallway.
The bellows of an accordion accompanies your sad, sweet look.
The aroma of coffee and cigarette blend into the shadows of the bar. Vives
still in the cobblestone street, were the 30 or 40, I can not remember.
air curtain moves sparingly piece translucent peeling
someone whistling "banshee" while shaving, the day promises that never come. Your
provincial humble suit is waiting to go to catch dreams in Buenos Aires
that drunk but who can not forgive poverty. Days
bitter mate and bills that were left in the tearoom, the only work
sole provider for a young man who dreamed of progress.
Tango caught you in its beats, were his son, he your company.
Today we hear and remember emotion, my father, my being, my life.

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A cat. Black Algarrobo

hope retrace those paths of stars.

I hope the calm of a cat to slip

these minutes. Nonsense

pass the sun and moon

and this long ago become extinct

want to keep you happy talkative

giving verses bare against the wind again.

bring me in your hands, you promised,

all the aroma of sage that field

seduced you.

And your hair will come loaded with chamomile and sun

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good and beautiful as you.

I hope with the patience of a cat, I hope you

playing time passes without pain.

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My way ... You

Y todo sigue girando, todo sigue saliendose de su sitio, pero aun seguimos juntos en nuestro camino....

Y me coges de la mano, y tantas veces yo me pierdo...

Te miro pero I do not see, I see, but just look ...

And my soul is already your knots are tied and my breath ...

climbed mountains, fall to the hole, and you look at me, and I am looking ... together we see the road ...

And your light, and I cold. You and I silence the noise. Your sanity, I the nonsense. Your my sunshine ... and I, your way ...

But here we, because sometimes grazed my raisins and I long for your hands. Because I miss your smile, if not laugh with me. Because I see you always, every time I look. And you can see in your eyes that you are here, you're with me.

Because together we started the journey, because there is much love and lived and because there is still much to live ... I want to live with you ...

For the good and the bad ....

My J.

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Road

shade, languid

and fresh for both summer.

Pena, leads to the most feared. There

is forgotten soul,

it wants desperately to hide

between the ribs.

Everything there is no reason and

long silences.

But who says that?

That place is less scandalous

the street and reality.

What is moderation?

What is normal?

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To be born again I
banish hatred from me.
He is like a fearsome disease takes hold
of a few of my
senses, is installed in my bloodstream


feeling destroying everything and then goes to my heart
to live there as master. Renacer
will try to be someone else
more human, sensitive, always risking
my skin. That damn hate


walk around me, I know. You want to be again

salt in my eyes,
murderer of my dreams.
No, I do not want
drink your poison, it tastes bitter

and leave traces of sulfur in my feet. So today


from forgiveness grows green again, and my wounds are healed
pestilential
with el aroma a menta y manzanilla.
El primer rayo de la aurora
me besó, me bañó, me trajo otra oportunidad.
Así murió el odio y vive en mí el amor.