I: A Mirror in My Heart.
How could I fall in love again?
Is this a new road to me?
Have I found the key of these old chains?
Am I surrounded by a river of feelings within?
Is this a reflection of my old dreams?
This must be a faded desire, an old one from my chest.
This is not what I think…
This couldn’t be exactly what it should be… at the end…
Can I have some options to deal with?
With some silence rising inside of my mind,
I will take the trace that belongs to me, I guess.
It isn’t doubt… It isn’t fear. It must be a cold hit from the Heavens.
I will smile to her, with a long pulse through my heartbeats…
I will bring some roses embraced to my words this time.
Can I have some options to keep with?
Can I have a potion for my poisoned heart?
I will bring her some distance to escape from me this time.
Always waiting a train to leave this dimention,
To touch the dark infinity, a dime to myself.
Loneliness is sitting in its place, again.
I can see what’s happening in my mirror;
A blizzard of truth, a heat that came from nowhere.
Love coming… I won’t leave me this time.
I’m not sure to leave my shore. I don’t know if I will take her from the sea.
All I can see is a man dying of love in this mirror,
The mirror of my heart. A reflection of feelings falling as stones from the mountain;
Leave me alone in the dreams of a fairy tale,; a horror, a trance.
Can I have some time to deal with my options?
II: A Slowly River…
Swimming over a fantasy, all my thoughts are.
Under the water, all my feelings will be.
Escaping, fading, shattered, deeper.
I can’t get drown in the same hope. I can’t fall and break my being again.
It takes time, It takes precision… It still remains inside.
I pretend, I swear. Like a shadow of myself…
I’m not sure… It takes time, leave me again.
I remember all the grays of my life, I’m not sure to draw some black or white.
Love is a stranger crossing the streets of my lifetime,
At this moment dancing in the eternal second of my nights,
Before I pass away through my dreams, to tell her my words of warmed man.
I am only a man injured by the arrows of love, after all this time…
Can I have some time to think about it?
I’m not sure if time will calm my anxious heart.
Never waited this. Not sure if I wanted it.
Love is bleeding, I can tell; bleeding upon I see her smiling at me.
I’m over a slowly river that takes me to a new page of my life.
I smile gathering the dark of my chaos;
This is not a dime I can take, but life doens’t wait a prepair man.
I am here lying over the love I feel for her.
III: Princess of the Day, A Dream of My Nights.
I see her with her warming smile,
A cloud made of her kind words.
I smell a perfume from her soul,
A bow made of passion.
I don’t know what to do, but still over my trace.
I don’t know if she’ll take my roses,
But I feel time will tell.
It is ticking, I still falling in this feel… all over.
I still see her, she can read in my eyes all what I am.
I don’t know if she’s reading the poetry of my heart.
It’s hard to ride the wilderness of these feelings.
It’s hard to slow down all what I am.
Want to embrace her future,
Want to kiss her present.
Wanted to evaded,
Wanted to leave it.
I’m faking all of this.
Breaking all what I did before.
I just want some time to deal with my words.
Calling my angels to face the demons.
I am a man fighting all what I want,
and what I want is to love you.
After all this time, is that what it matters.
I am a man drowning in your smile, everytime.
And I live, and I learn…
And I will, I can tell…
This is not what I wanted, but I do now.
This is a new page to write on.
I will tear, I will smile…
I will take what the ocean bring,
As I always do.
But I hope you can take me with you.
A desire, a love that can hurt.
A poem for a princess,
A dream of all my nights.
I will take what you bring through your lips.
I will share all my thoughts with you some day.
Ashes raining over my heart,
Drops of glory falling from my soul.
Can I have the chance to daze all this darkness?
IV: Dead Time.
The train stopped for a moment, I can wait.
Distance is cruel sometimes.
It’s a dead time to deal with.
She’s far away and I waiting to still waking.
I can’t speak, I can’t breath.
I will endure the muddy tide,
The rage of the moon,
A punishment from life’s circus.
I don’t know why I miss her so much,
All I can do is wait for the eternity.
All I do want is see her again, happy and radiant…
Why do I care all what I care?
I guess love is tattooed in my chest.
A dead time singing a cold poem.
While she’s washing some tears away.
All I can do is care for her, wait for her, for now.
V: Muse.
Does my poetry have a name?
A whisper said it, my words can turn their way to her.
I smile, I do care… I will wait, and live through her time.
Step by step, like the born seasons of the year.
I yearn for her coming, like an angel for some prays.
I will write what I see within my mirror.
Facing the words that I will speak to her some day.
I don’t know what my tides will bring to me,
But I will do what I need.
I do know she can take it too.
I won’t lie, I will let the truth speak.
Let me face myself meanwhile time flows.
She’s a muse, she’s an angel.
She’s a gift without owner.
She’s a crystal petal; strong in a tree hided because the strangers.
I can see, I can tell, I will hope for a soft kiss of destiny.
I am walking a trace of life;
My page of a dramatic event.
I can break all the past, to put myself inside.
I can shut what I feel, but it is a matter of time.
Can she has a good answer on that day?
I am only a good man poisoned by love, again.
I will do what I need, to lure her to my heart.
It doesn’t matter what will happen, I will care for her until the end of our times.
-Escrito por Alejandro Viloria. 24/03/13.
