Poetry

Me soplas fuerte, dejas mi cara totalmente expuesta.

Mi alma no puede mas que sentirte y escribirte.

Vuelves y te marchas cuando te da la gana...

y no me enojo.

Porque es tan grato

escribirte

y verte

una vez mas

en mi papel.

No me dejes hoy, poesia.

Quedate conmigo a compartirte entre letras, palabras, oraciones y parrafos.

Se mi narradora por hoy, y desnuda mi alma.

Plantate en mi como arbol, y enredame en tus ramas.

Haz a mi alrededor un rio,

y ahogame,

arrebatame con tus corrientes.

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You blow with strength, leaving my face totally exposed.

My soul can do no more but to feel you and write you.

You come and leave as you feel like it...

and I don't hold it against you.

Because it's so good

to write you

and see you

once again

on my paper.

Don't leave today, poetry.

Stay with me to share you between letters, words, sentences and paragraphs.

Be my narrator today, and undress my soul.

Plant yourself in me like a tree, and entangle me in your branches.

Make a river around me,

and drown me,

rapture me in your currents.