As if time personified their vision and the rhymes of some unheard poems resonated those eyes.. Simply spectacular!
Into the shadows of green meadows/ i shall wait for thee..
Into the light of lovely fights/ I shall read the verse of thee…
Sweet, sweet you are and I am
as two droplets of dew
approaching a precipice
of molded love, and we shall be!
Today silence moved in
as scenery of curves to my bed.
Is that the brightness of your eyes
walking on my chest?
I allowed and let enter
your dreams to my site,
getting used to the blushing
from your pale cheeks.
Tomorrow an Ivory Moon
will sing a serenade for us
and at the rumor of her fury
we will let go into the wind…
Dulce, dulce eres y soy
como dos gotas de rocío
acercándose a un precipicio
de amor moldeado; y seremos!
Hoy se mudo el silencio
como paisaje de curvas a mi lecho.
Es ese el brillo de tus ojos
paseando sobre mi pecho?
Me dejo y dejo que entren
tus sueños a mi recinto,
acostumbrándome al rubor
de tus mejillas pálidas.
Mañana la luna…
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Being a Hero is tougher than being that regular bad guy!!!
I shall deliberately wear my underwear over my PANTS!!!
I resolve to leave my vigilante days behind me,
instead finding a less dangerous hobby
where I can still wear spandex.
I resolve to hand in my leather mask
because for one:
its not as fashionable in real life
as on the glossy models of Superheroes Weekly
because the ladies don’t seem to like it
and for two:
bad hair days on its removal
and for three:
thats’s none of your freaking business.
I resolve to hang up my cape,
maybe dangling on a clothesline or
telephone wire-lines scratched
in a bedpost that “I was here.”
I resolve to change my life,
because saving the world
is a rather dangerous business.
There are always fewer casualties
but they’re always more significant.
The problem with being a hero
is though I may save the lives
of countless plants and animals,
I have to be there to see
when the one person…
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