Hoy Pienso de Ti

Es la madrugada, lo se por que siento el silencio .
No hay mucho sentido que yo me levante y sacude al Sol,
El  a solas se levantar y  abrirá las ventanas.

Mi imaginación  se mueve despacio. Comienza con
el recuerdo pequeño  de un momento fugaz  y
rápidamente me lleva al demonio del  rencor.

Tantos días que yo caminado con mis
ojos de siego y mi corazón de muerto.
Tantos días que yo buscado la razón. 
Tantos días Tantos días.

Es la madrugada lo se por que conozco este color.
No es negro ni azul   ni gris.  
Es el color que  se queda  cuando   muere la luna-
se apagan las estrellas y solo alumbra la soledad.

Es el color de la inquietud 
y de la esperanza y de las aventuras sin comenzar .   
Es el color de mi alma , Es el color de mi corazón.
Es el color Es el color.

Es la madrugado lo se por que no estas.
Es la madrugado por que manana  no vendrás.
Es la madrugada  del comienzo y del fin.

Es la  madrugada es la madrugada


MCV

Love

I walk the streets
my heart filled with murder.
My head jumbled with
thoughts of you in my arms.
And the stars ,
the stars just twinkle in the sky
and play their melodies ,
the sweetest lies.

When I am not with you
I go crazy thinking of where you are
and when your with me
I go crazy thinking of who you are .

Yes, love slays
the one who stand still the longest,
the one who tries to cherish
each and every moment,
the one who hesitates to steal
glimpses in the other's heart.

Love is not for the weary.
Love is not love.

Tonight I walk the streets
with murder in my heart.











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MCV

The Gift

Neath the darkness of her shelter
like a precious gem she holds
the love and tenderness of her loins.

Yes,some days are long and cold and
other days just burn and burn
Still, she finds comfort in the teardrops
that fall from heaven,they disguise her fears
and hide her loneliness.

The harshness of the wind
at times too much to bear,
but there are those days.
Yes those wonderful days,
when the dew lays gently on the dawn and
the sun shines through the crystals in the sky
and paints a kaleidoscope of colors
that fill her thoughts
for days and days

She welcomes the sound of the thunder
it reminds her she is not alone.
Oh and what a special gift
to see the light dance in the sky.
Sometimes raindrops can feel so warm.

Soon the darkness and the cold and
the wind and the sun and the rain and
the loneliness all go away.
And on this day..this glorious day,
the precious gem she has nurtured and loved
for so long , blossoms.

She awakes.
In all her color, in all her hopes,
in all her dreams, in all her eternity,
in all her innocence, in all her fragrance,
in all her majestic uncompromised mystical beauty.
And the world sits in wonder.

Thank you for the sun and the rain and the wind.
Thank you for this flower you know her name.

The Gift
MCV
To Sarah on her 13th birthday.

When you are away

In the morning when I feel my body starting to wake,
I keep my eyes closed and whisper your name.
My hand moves to the pillow where your head would lay.
My leg searches for you only to find an empty space.
Slowly my body rolls to where your body should wait.
I open my eyes and whisper your name.
I start my day alone because you are away.

MCV