Mama explain, s'il vous plaît, how this could be a personal hurricane?
giving,
to allow,
to please
someone else
to stand the winds, when all I see are hunched figures?
To lay that jacket over puddles, for who?
Is that for anyone, too?
That is not yours nor mine
arguments, play fights, sexual innuendos, secret smiles
But they want huge smiles, earth-cracking
smiles
Brighten their day smiles
photo perfect smiles
it is senseless
So, tell me anyway that our love is the same.
you do not love
at least not for these eyes to see
what a mess we truly came to be.
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Moments In Time
PoesíaSometimes the moments are only in my head but they feel so real. When you finally write them down maybe they could be real, that does not mean you can hide the evil ideas either. Follow those moments with me.
