Silent Sigh

In the midst of the nights darkness
I touch your breath with my eyes shut,
The gentle peace that you exale in every moment,
The uncovered treasures that many for so long have fought for,
You're here.
One second that hides in a blanket of eternity within me,
One moment of happiness for every breath of yours
And as I lay beside you the magnificence of your being makes me a new man,
A treasure uncovered by the tides of time and hope...
Your presence ever so humble makes me hunger for every touch, for every word,
For every silence...
Drowning slowly in this darkness
I rest my eyes and just stay put,
Not a move, not a sound, just the moment...
Just the delight of you and nothing more,
And I'm here...
Another second goes by and with my eyes shut I see,
As I cherish every moment in silence you know I'm yours.
I read the prints of your skin as a book for a blind man,
Every sentence and every word longing you can cope...
Your soul ever so strong makes me see, makes you worthy, makes you heard
In every silence...
I feel the rain crawling outside
As I wrap you on my arms like the sky,
Wishing I'm forever by your side
As silently you bless me with another sigh...

El Mar

Tu eres como las marés
y a mi siempre me ha gustado el mar.
Tu eres el mar que miro,
unas veces revoltado,
por veces tranquilo,
Pues como el mar
ó como un huracan no se yo ...
yo soy la arena que se enleva
en los vientos de ese huracan,
la arena que sube al cielo
y se transforma en duna,
la arena que siempre se mueve
sin nunca se quedar en ningún lugar
pero nasci junto al mar,
vivi junto al mar,
pero siempre junto al mar
y en ti lo veo,
cuando te vas y vienes
como que me dejo embalar en tus ondas...
Soy la arena que enrolado
me consumes y me echas constantemente,
pero sigo aquí,
siempre te mirando,
perdido en tu aroma,
esperando que una vez más
me lleves contigo!

Losing reason

One day,
Some time ago,
Someone told me:
"Everything happens for reason."
The reasons are to be seen in the future,
However, what happens occurs now,
Yet nobody knows why
On this day,
On this present time,
When something is happening
What's its real application or reason.
What have I gained in losing?
My life? My soul? Myself?
Yet here I am once more, same place,
Have I ever left?
Thinking makes me wish not to fall.
The inevitability grabs me
Like I've been painting it blue,
Corners are bent like knees to the ground,
Sour became the air gasping away,
Knocked down looking with weary eyes,
Is this what's left when air cries?
Is life resumed to hellos and goodbyes?
When will my eyes rejoice on your light?
My throat is heavy and my steps are still, circles are drawn but the picture stays the same...
Reasons are found and reason is lost,
And with it all is found for all I fought.
Losing my mind is where I find myself,
Losing seems ever so familiar to me...
Whenever I'm gone there's no one to be missed...
Like fire consuming ice, ice burns my skin, scarred in silence hiding beneath the smile of pleasant masks, I am me once more in such a familiar cave I dug among the passengers of life!
I take a cold shower to mask the shivers,
Burning inside out...
Dressed I stand naked before the blind,
My hands once cold are burnt,
Ripped open I stand before you,
Reason is forever lost...

I do not love you except because I love you

I do not love you except because I love you; 
I go from loving to not loving you, 
From waiting to not waiting for you 
My heart moves from cold to fire. 

I love you only because it's you the one I love; 
I hate you deeply, and hating you 
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you 
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly. 

Maybe January light will consume 
My heart with its cruel 
Ray, stealing my key to true calm. 

In this part of the story I am the one who 
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, 
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

by: Pablo Neruda

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Rasgando a noite

Na minha pele sinto o rasgar dos dias,
páginas que me emanam através dos poros
escritas na hemorragia da vida que finda
a cada momento,
a cada olhar,
a cada toque...

Inalo os aromas perdidos no futuro,
expiro a poeira do passado hoje e agora
cantando silencios no embalar das marés,
sinto as águas,
sinto as ondas,
sinto o frio...

Cubro-me com a suave ondulação,
inebria-me a maresia que me possui lentamente
na areia em que rasgo o livro que teimo em escrever,
és palavra,
és letra,
és tinta...

Beijo o teu ser na doce celebração dos sonhos que me rasgam ofegantes.
Escuto a tua respiração no silêncio nocturno que me toma prisioneiro contando
os dias,
as horas,
os momentos...

Rasga-se a noite sem piedade religiosa por entre o despertar de algo que me assusta,
Venço saindo derrotado abraçando o calor que me toca e desnuda sem que todavia se note.
Inspiro o ar que te afaga o cabelo,
lenta e relutantemente desperto do sonho que se chama vida!