What does it take
Bad habits, to sever?
The People, as mice,
Follow speeches of leeches
And still believe
What their hangman, Preaches!
Fools, lost forever
In lands that will be,
Justly ruled,
Probably, NEVER…
What does it take
Bad habits, to sever?
The People, as mice,
Follow speeches of leeches
And still believe
What their hangman, Preaches!
Fools, lost forever
In lands that will be,
Justly ruled,
Probably, NEVER…
Is all you have to write,Then you’ll be cleansed,Of all offense,And Life will feel alright.
To still feel fully alive,Only Poetry does that to me,It’s truly been,The Love of my Life.
Each moment with you,I still adore,The memory of,A love so true,That made the sky,Seem more than blue,I loved you then,I love you now,I’ll always love you,You’re mine, somehow,And when at night,I’ll welcome rest,You’ll fill my dreams,With all that’s best.
You feelMore than understand.The spiritual magnetismIs Undeniable,A feel of Immortality,Perfumes the air.
My deepest pleasure,Without your caress, Poetry,I cease to be.Originally written in Spanish.Mi SerTu y solo tu,Eres mi mas grande alegria,Mi mas inmenso placerSin tus caricias, Poesia,Yo dejaria de ser.
Where love has begun,So dreams can be sungOut loud.