The Most Beautiful Woman of this Piece...

She walks in soothing terror,

all eyes on her as she was the emperor,

beautiful eyes that brighten the room

with glorious elevation that takes you to another level,

Her skin desire a real touch,

a soft touch,

a gentle touch,

everyone can see it on her eyes,

it scream in despair for she haven't been loved,

she is a creation of god,

handle by the dark angels of dust,

and so everything is gone,

she looks around and she feel lost,

she once had everything but freedom she must have,

Along the path as she glides,

she come across a gentleman that whisper

what she needed to hear,

as he finish she kept walking with a smile

because at the end of this shine,

She will be a golden key and he will

be a rusted beast, in need of her, in need of peace,

for she is the most beautiful woman of this piece..

Taste of Freedom

A day felt like weeks,

Weeks felt like months,

dragging a relationship that was determine

is going separate ways,

True or Dare? he said,

but...is not fair!!!

count down begin,

when anger stare and our mind flared,

more is said as my needs glare,

is only fear if i let you free because

my temper don't please,

there is nothing more i always desire

then the taste of freedom,

the air of freedom,

the sound of freedom,

I had wish death upon this cage,

golden and as comfortable it has ever been,

i learned many lesson,

and ensnaring was not one of them,

you lost this hand,

for many things you had said,

pleasant is unpleasent when LOVE is miused,

and i try so hard not to be rude,

your ways is fencing,

creating this world so fancy,

my feet never touch the ground,

but i kept you a float so i think is was the other way around,

so it was the last hug, last touch, last kiss,

but bitter me left relieved because it wasn't love.....

Proud of your beauty...

Descriptive, expecting the most,

careful now, that tune of that song may get you lost,

i face realistic facts that smack my face everyday,

I know you are better minded then I,

for i forsake you, depriving you for those intentions,

winners of all kind i had discovered,

I could be a threat,

I am broken but stronger then what you think,

I weaken to my knee when spoken to my ears,

Love making is your kind and many time you had touch me with out a touch,

Is fascinating how those eyes glows to the shine of my smile,

my presence light up the room,

"baby smile as you walk down the isle for i am proud of your beauty"

nothing is left to say when this man believe in everything that was unknown

hiding in the dark,

I am bright shine to his eyes,

he has awaken the true me which now i see,

In his arms i am safe and now i understand

that if i get lost he will find me....

Por Poco, Por Mucho...

En accion por accion hace cosas

que no le da la razon,

por mucho es poco,

por lejos es cerca,

si es que mi corazon se aleja,

Te comporta de tal manera,

eres otra persona!

al paso ando,

yo en rapidez no ataco,

Te sientes, me quieres como un jugete,

no lo campartes ni con el mucdo ni con el aire,

olvidandote que soy un ser humano,

Explicas que el encerramiento te excita,

no comprendo tal talento,

que me as dejado sin aliento,

Libertad es frialda y te atormenta,

lo tratas como un rompe cabeza,

no es dificil y entiendo se te hace mas facil

aceptarlo como un refujio como el nido que as 

creado como un niño,

Por muchas razones te queré, 

por muchas no te desearé,

por poco, por mucho 

creeme amor nunca volveré....

Stuborn Him

As i sit in a dark room,

so full of thoughts,

recolecting those beautiful words,

that fill me up,

i skip a beat everytime i close my eyes,

it is so vivid but the distances is so tasteless,

He is beautiful and makes me feel beautiful,

those words of wisdom open windows,

as i concider myself his, for my heart seem to beat

for him, there is no longer justification for backing

off as i am content with such a addiction,

his ways are rude, for i misunderstand,

mix conceptions wraps around my head,

as your ways hurts in the way,

stuborn him, stuborn me, 

i get away with such a defect,

face off he exclaim,

covering every part of his feelings,

i care for him, he cares for me,

for he likes distance that only protects him,

he got charm and so dam calm,

he got this goals that i still dont understand,

for he believe everything that i need to learn,

i am learning, believe me! but i am not absorbing such unpredictable 

behavior that disturb me inside...

Far across the world

I am still trying to understand,

fast thoughts go,

getting me anxious for what is worth,

his voice is strong,

his words do touch,

he kiss me everyday with out a slighty touch,

i feel his hands every night,

as he caress my hair,

and my heart beats at the sound of love,

for it has its tone to prosecute negative thoughts,

unknown feelings are taking over somethings,

that i a not so use to it,

i fight everyday for thats what i do out of nature,

he is pleasant to my words,

he just understand it all,

fears arise as there is a tickle that i ignore,

feelings are strong enough to move a mountain,

but then what about the trees? and the river?

the flow must remain,

for you dont have a problem with it,

i struggle with acceptance,

but you gently remind me that is non-sense,

love is real,

but i see it as its surreal,

my skin scream for a real touch,

loving every part of it,

i love you since you knew,

and like you say it is safe because hours far across the world,

make this love strong...