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You may not be one in a million,
But you are one in infinity.
Your smile lights up my world.
In fact, you are my world.
When I’m with you,
I forget about everyone else.
For you, I’d do anything.
Can’t stop thinking about you.
Even when I’m without you.
In a sky full of stars, you are my sun.
There may be others out there.
But you are the one for me.
You may not have been what I wanted,
But you were what I needed.
You may not have been what I was looking for,
But you are what I found.
When I found you,
I realized you were exactly what I needed.
My sun in a world full of stars.

Let us dance away,
In the light of the night.
Let plumes of cloud cover us,
As we take to the floor.
Let the fireflies set the ambiance,
As we do the fire dance.
Let the beat be that of our hearts,
As we go deaf to all sounds.
Let’s dance and dance and dance,
Through rain, fog, and shine.
Round the campfire for two,
Stoked with proven passion.
Let our sweats wet the ground,
And flood the earth.
Let this realm,
And the others bear witness,
To a dance of fire,
No water can quench.

Your love isn’t something I would willingly give away.
I wouldn’t dare make a mistake, so that your love would decay.
They say I’m on a leash, but I wouldn’t care anyway.
Your love is for me like a flower on a rainy day.

When I hold you
Then I see
Everything
In front of me
Darkness fades
The path is clear
Warms me
When I hold you near
You’re so very delicate
Let you go, you break to bits
Promise that I’ll keep you safe
You’re my little running mate

lost, lost, lost, lost
oh my dearest lost
every moment we spend together
amounts to nothing
if I cannot have you after passing,
at the end of the tale,
at the brink of extinction,

lost
never faithful to another
but our perfect unity
no higher power
no fate nor destiny
I chose you
I love you purposely
loved

who knew it was to be punished for
who decided it was a crime
to be passionate
to be dedicated
to love

hungry
more of you
you, oh perfect you
the only mistake being
the lack of more you
forever and always

protective
not overbearingly
but willingly
to be greedy is to want
to want exclusively

angry
not at me
but for me
the dread
the sorrow
evolved
into an emotion that which protects me

rebellious
fight, advocate, protect
anything
for me
god damn those whose actions affect us
yet damned for doing so

vicious
brutal and harsh
but the moment your eyes turn to me
soft, delicate, gentile
the harbinger of death to another
but would never lay a hand upon me

deceived
no, you have not
I am the one guilty of such
I’ve tricked you into loving me
loving someone so far below
never shallI compare to you
to perfection
the Moon to the sun
achilles to paris

betrayal
I’ve betrayed myself
my guard
my shield
though in the end
betraying me
led to loving you

lover
you should never be punished
you have never made such a sin
Dante, I will always love you

from your’s
Beatrice

The parts of me I fear to reveal,
Are the parts I left in you.
When we met I was broken,
And didn’t know how to heal(fix me).
So when I stumbled into you,
Right in the middle of the room.
Looking all in control, and,
Having all the attention you deserve.
I finally knew
That I would be whole again.
So I hid beneath your soft touch,
Avoiding the inevitable of being trashed.
Little did I know, that those little pieces,
Would be the one to tear you apart.
Now I’m stuck with not only a broken me,
But a torn apart you.
On our way to the one place I feared most
Damnation!!
But if it’s with you,
Then it’s a better place to be
With our new whole.

Being infinitely close; the thought lingers.
You feel, and so I feel
the little things, the big things.
You sense me thinking.

I explore your joy from afar.
The silly joke you tell, laughing—it makes me laugh.
Bouncing excitedly and talking fast, you excite me.
I stick my finger in something tasty, and you taste it.

Our surface reflects what lies beneath.
At depth,
we revel together within
an irrelevance of distance.

When apart, we intertwine,
bound in a delicate, paradoxical dance.
No one fits to me like you, nor you to me.
We are never anything other than near.

I throw myself into devouring the complete works of Peri Rosi,
the complete works of Bob Dylan,
Caetano Veloso
Idea Vilariño
Gal Costa
Frank O’Hara
Roy Sigüenza
I seek something that speaks of you
I show the evidence
each discarded book on the floor is a trophy
I whisper your name in the avenues
like a prayer that repeats
repeats, repeats
I dream of a world where I finally forgot you
each year, I am certain that it has passed
I stay alive for long stretches
until you arrive like a tornado
snatching everything away with a single word.

you never say it first
so I know it is not true
you never say it first
simply “i love you”

you never say it first
you just parrot back my words
you never say it first
those three little words

you never say it first
i know you never will
you never say it first
i will wait until

LAAM

A drop of alcohol and everything comes rushing to my head, the feeling that maybe you’re not quite
it. You’re the experience I am living for once and not my whole world.
A little more alcohol and I hyperventilate at the idea of you being in my same space.
A little more and it sounds bearable.
A little more and the bartender’s looking really hot. I feel your body against my skin but I feel your
blood running at a different speed.
A little more and I’m asleep in your car as the songs I imagined breaking up with you are playing. A
little more and I start arguing with you.
A little more and I realise how suffocating you are, your embrace doesn’t feel loving and caring but
forced and still.
My heart is racing at the idea of young and free and yours is as still as the mountains.
I want to run up the hill and scream my lungs out and you want to walk while looking at the flowers
on the side.
A little more and I won’t feel a thing anymore, numb at the idea of love, passion and everything fun
I strangle my body in the white wedding dress and walk down the aisle thinking maybe a little more
alcohol and I’ve lived the dream.
The audience is staring at me with widened eyes as if they knew I didn’t belong to the altar but I
belonged to the audience.
They can see the fraudulent alcohol running through my veins, making me someone I am not.
I am not meant to be loved and appreciated forever I am meant to be a wonderful couple years.
And I am not meant to be yours.