Eyes

He has grey hair in our age

height complexes

and an attitude to hide it.

It's easy to say that I like him when he departs from my side,

It's hard to say that I want him when I hear your name on the side.

And still, I do not look him in the eyes,

because seeing his eyes and knowing the colour of them is knowing

that I have fallen once more and I have been defeated

with a heart already delivered.



T.A.

My youth

I'm being asked for honesty

of my wishes

a certainty on my steps

and wisdom of my understandings,

however, my life is a constant

perhaps

maybe

probably

no.



T.A.

Knots

Knots burn

hands meet

lips sigh agitated,

the sheets are entangled in our legs

and I wake up in the arms of a stranger

who is not you but it is him.

T.A.

The words

On the top of a mountain

the shadows of my sisters were my clouds

I was tired and exhausted,

collapsed in the bones with the desire of my home.

However,

I laughed,

listen to your words

and I kept going until the next peak,

then it was winter

and college followed

with my first love,

and my arms in blood,

I brook in spirit and strength

ready to flee and leave

Nevertheless,

I stopped,

I cried,

listen to your words

and continue one more year,

then I pass the year that is not talked about

and spring came

with the one that makes me laugh

Friends who stay when you push

and fearful but promising futures,

However,

I shout,

listened to your words

and you were not there anymore,

so give me a week,

one month,

and I will continue as you taught me but give me the time

that they stole me, to recover what I have lost.

T.A.

Dance

He says: "Do you dance?"

Sitting in a crowded room

with feet to the rhythms of the music,

he does not smile but he looks at me with his lips in the lyrics of the song

and I laugh, like when I used to believe in a summer love

And I say: "Sometimes"

without rhythm and intention

we dance with touching hands

and lungs without air,

because at that moment,

in that song

he and I were in love

Ta.

Greed

I want your childhood and adolescence

be the best friend with the first kiss

and the enemy with the last hug.

I wish the dreams you do not forget

and the nightmares that torment you.

I need to be everything you are

because you are poison

and I am egoism.

T.A.

The now

War of images

meaningless questions,

until 2 in the morning talking

and we are best friends

who are in love

and we will never say it

because we love each other enough

so as not to ruin it and lose it.

T.A.

SC (II)

With the lines of his back

I dreamed I could build

a house for the both of us.

T.A.