jueves, 2 de junio de 2011

This heart II

This heart belongs to no one
never disguised with a thousand masks,
does not reflect the lies worn
other souls temporary flooding.
Supplied without reasons or obligations,
naive flies with the wings of love
without choosing trees for shade.
No cursing their luck when eradication
or requests flowers when they die at your feet.
This heart belongs to no one
is the flame of fire in the dark nights
the iceberg cold in the middle of your summer.
The word on my lips when they say I love you
the cry of the look worn by the bye
This heart belongs to no one ....

1 comentario:

  1. hay una cosita para ti en mi blog, con mucho cariño. un abrazo.