It seems to be;
I walk, where your legs tire
I sing, where you forget your melody
It seems to be;
I have lived for you, when death was pasturing your heart
I have built for you, a world full of nothing but art
It seems to be;
I have not been there for myself, all this while.

For Ages I called myself Human...
With her I felt my Humanity...
For Years I thought I'm complete...
Because of Her She let me sense my Soul...

I Love her...Maybe...
I Care for her...Maybe...
I Protect her...Maby...

What I'm sure of...

Is that....

She is the Connection between the World and Me...
She is the Hope I hold within my Spirit...
She is the Light I walk in the darkest moments...
She is the Air I breathe when I ran out of any....
She the Faith I keep when I lose my battle...

I realized I love her with my stupid style...
I realized My Silent Love wants to cry with a Tiny Tear in Tired Eyes...

Keep shining My Love...
You are the Gift of God....
You are the Angel on my world...

Thank you for every touch healed the pain and soothed the tiredness...

Thanks for the laughters that you bursted out of the deepest chest...

You unlocked my truth...

Thank you my Angel...

Luz radiante y cálida
Sonrisa que me envolvía
Ausencia que duele.

Alma libre y sincera
Conquistó mis complejidades
Ya no está, solo el eco.

Risas y juegos compartidos
Momentos que atesoro
Vacío que me ahoga.

Recuerdos que me acompañan
Paseos bajo la luna
Despertar con aroma

Primer beso al  sol.
Naranjas que tiñen el cielo
Café con sabor a sueños

Su ausencia me llena de tristeza
Testigo que ya no está
Un mundo sin ella.

She gave me her hands
she was bare, serene
and so out and open
and I accepted it
because it wasn't the hands
that showed her body
the physical aspects
that made her beautiful
it was the way
she portrait herself
and the spontaneity
that left her

either from her lips
or her fingers

or my poetry

First time I met her, dimmed and dull my day was
Cool and cold she'd been, so scary I needed a pause
For some reasons to me, she's intimidating
All went on for some time, until we started talking

Minutes to hours, to days, to months
All of the sudden, I realized it all at once
An existence of hers, my day scintillated
Every tomorrow from now on are days anticipated.