martes, 10 de enero de 2012

I did not know you was love...

I did not know you was love ...

so much restlessness
so much sadness,
mixed with laughter,
and so much pain ...
so intense sensations
so different
to anyone
so particulars,
so specials ...
I did not know you was love ...
clawing dawns,
dragging past
under the pillow,
hiding my soul
between the corners of the dawn,
I wondered
what was wrong to my heart ...
I did not know it was love,
nor what suspected,
I thought it was crazy,
of those which come,
and then they pass ...
I did not know you was love ...
did not expect it
I was surprised to feel
reversing my soul
in a turn like no other,
to who I had to master
because otherwise I was crawling,
into an abyss without end ...
I did not know you was love ...
that arrives like this, without warning
for give me turn around the heart,
so from the front, so strongly,
that same afternoon
in which he attacked me your bad
and I felt so weak ....I did not know it was love ...
and of have it been known,
I would not have it been avoided ...

Authorship:Raquel Norma Smerkin Roitman

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