Luna verde

Verde, no hay ningún verde como el de tus ojos,
no hay una mirada como la tuya,
no hay intensidad igual.
Soy su prisionero, son mi tentación,
no puedo mirarlos, me omnubilan,
me dejan sin capacidad para reaccionar ante cualquier estímulo exterior que no seas tu,
que no sean ellos, tus manos, tus labios,
tu cuerpo; solo yo, para ti.
En mi universo solo existes tu, y tus ojos,
que como dos lunas llenas de color verde,
hacen de mi mundo un lugar mejor.

Last Night - Justin Timberlake

"Last Night"

I just want to enjoy my life
And show this world how to care
And nothing brings more joy to my life
Than knowing my girl will be there

Are ya happy girl?
(Huh?)
Knowing that you right near broke my heart in a piece or two
(Huh?)
Knowing that I would have walked across the ocean for you
Saying you're young and confused
Well that's a lame excuse
That's why the only one to blame is you for

Last night
Can't believe what I was hearing
Telling me to have a nice life
So tonight
I don't think I'll spare your feelings
You're on your own
I'ma do for me what's right

In your eyes a see a second chance
Maybe I should take another glance
But for now I'll wash my hands
Cause I love ya baby, love ya baby
Pharrell say don't do it the same
But I say ain't playing my games
But for you my soul still remains
Cause I love ya baby, love ya baby

Are ya happy girl?
(Huh?)
Knowing that you right near broke my heart in a piece or two
(Huh?)
Knowing that I would have walked across the ocean for you
Saying you're young and confused
Well that's a lame excuse
That's why the only one to blame is you for

Last night
Can't believe what I was hearing
Telling me to have a nice life
So tonight
I don't think I'll spare your feelings
You're on your own
I'ma do for me what's right

I hope you're thinking
(Remember girl, when I was your man)
I hope it sinks in
(If you don't understand, then you don't understand)
We're gonna stop dreaming
(The way I feel)
About you

Last night
Can't believe what I was hearing
Telling me to have a nice life
So tonight
I don't think I'll spare your feelings
You're on your own
I'ma do for me what's right

Last night
(Just-a last night)
Can't believe what I was hearing
(Just can't believe it baby)
Telling me to have a nice life
(Oh)
So tonight
(Yea)
I don't think I'll spare your feelings
You're on your own
I'ma do for me what's right
(Got something I wanna tell ya girl)

I hope you're thinking
(Tell me girl, when I was your man)
I hope it sinks in
(If you don't understand, then you don't understand)
Well I guess I'm gonna stop dreaming
(The way I feel)
About you
(Let me tell you one more time)

I hope you're thinking
(Tell me girl, when I was your man)
(My baby)
I hope it sinks in
(If you don't understand, then you don't understand)
(Yea yea yea yea)
Well I guess I'm gonna stop dreaming
(The way I feel)
About you

Oh baby
Yea yea yea yea
See I ain't gonna be the one
Ain't gonna play these games with you
But I still love you

Remember girl when I was your man
Ain't nothing gonna take that away
No no no no, no no-no

See I remember
In December
We were walking holding hands
And I was your man
Can't we just get back to that?
Baby?

La energía que me despierta cada mañana

Porque sin ti no se que haría,
sin ti mi vida no tiene sentido,
Porque sin ti el cielo es infierno, y el infierno, bello,
sin ti no hubiera conocido lo que es amar,
querer, desear, extrañar, ser feliz, estar triste, llorar.
Porque sin ti no hubiera encontrado la razón por la que seguir luchando día a día,
sin ti no hubiera entendido la razón por la que soy.
Porque eres mi alma, mi corazón, mi pensamiento,
mi deseo, mi locura, mi felicidad, mi amor.
Porque no hay nadie como tu,
contigo los momentos se hacen eternos,
Porque con ellos la eterna fugacidad de nuestra historia
renace en cada mirada que exclama:
"Jamás olvides que te amo".

El muchacho

Esta es la historia de un personaje que nada tiene qe ver con las historias de otros, ni mucho menos, no es Don Quijote, tampoco es Ulises, ni siquiera Don Juan Tenorio.

Es la historia de un simple muchacho que no tuvo la voluntad de aceptar aquello que no estaba a su alcance, de no darse cuenta lo dificil que resulta encajar ciertas decisiones, palabras, actos, pensamientos.Todo.

Un muchacho que se caracterizaba por tener siempre una sonrisa en la cara, que poco a poco se fue apagando a medida que pasaba el tiempo, pero aun asi, este personaje, insatisfecho con todo, queria mas.

Me comentaron el otro dia que este muchacho ya es un hombre, que de aquel joven solo queda el recuerdo de su pasado, que tantas lagrimas derramadas se han convertido en su peor enemigo y para escapar tiene siempre a su lado el polvo magico que le da la tranquilidad que no supo encontrar, vagando por las callejuelas solitarias de la ciudad de Nueva York.

Muchacho, no te rindas, dejate ayudar.