Elle

Navego por tus ojos
de madrugada,
cuando el sol entra,
timidamente,
por la ventana.

Tú duermes recostada;
tus suspiros llenan,
por completo,
la estancia.

Me pierdo entre tu cabello,
soñando en tu mirada,
a cada carícia
sonríes apaziguada.

Lentamente me miras
y despiertas la mañana,
bostezas tranquila,
y me saludas apasionada.

El día alegra mi forma de ser,
viendo la gente al pasar,
no evito sonreir,
al verte desperezar divertida,
jugando con cada segundo,
como si el tiempo fuera
un extraño al que no dejar entrar.

Un beso sencillo,
marca el inicio,
de esta cuenta atras,
hasta volverte a abrazar.

her

And suddenly,
no one notice she had left,
apart from the bunch
of notes
lying on the bed.

Nothing was enough
to call her again.
Every whisper died
out of her head.

Wonders of shadows
surrounding every day,
and there she was again,
that fully moon,
far away from the earth.

bumping into

Slighty different from before,
a bed that does not fall,
wherever it takes to dream out loud,
you are, still, my endless point.

For the sake of the time,
any day can rise the sun,
(someone said),
and I feel warm lying on the san.

Thus I keep looking in the night,
for the smile that can draw stars,
peace as the skin that requires,
a soft kiss to make it calm.

In spite of the morning light,
while sheets come to their side,
a glass of milk enjoy the time,
before kissing it goodbye.

The curious case of an encounter,
that left so many yawns,
and turned everything upside down.