Por lo visto en mi vida y en mi forma de hacer las cosas tambien existe un centro de gravedad....

Espero que les guste........

I

Poetry has words and the words have meanings,
Meanings explain things and things are everywhere
You are inside me as I'm inside you
So there aren't things to explain because
the meaning of my words are as clear as my soul.

II

Poetry has feelings and feelings show our essence,
Our essence is who we are and it has nothing to hide,
So there's the meaning of my poetry and,
The simple reason of my real feelings expression.

III

The truth in the words I've written down
is just a strange way to say what i think or feel,
But it also is the most common escape to express,
Those meaningless or careless things prisoners of my hearth

IV

So, there's always a point in my poem
Where the important things and the meaningless ones,
Collapse and generate an endless horizon,
Full of explanations and concepts that exist just to give a reason to the poem I'm writing down.

V

The thing is! That in every concept there's always a main idea and,
That's you darling! You give a reason to the concepts and a meaning to the reasons,
Reasons that let me express my feelings and feelings that release my heart,
So, This take me back to the reason of this poem and my poetry where all my ideas collapse in you.

VI

If all my feelings could be separated in different ideas,
The output would be a complete constellation of shining words,
Related one to each other and you would be the center of attraction,
And each time i see you would be a human representation of the well spoken big bang,
Which turns out to be the biggest and wordless expression of love.

VII

Now that I've given a meaning to some of my feelings and a reason to this poem,
I can tell you, That each word written in each line,
Also have a meaning and a reason,
Which intends to express a group of ideas that belong to my true feelings and the main idea,
As i said, YOU!

VIII

Humans use to make mistakes trying to explain things that shouldn't be explained,
I'm taking my chance and so, I'm trying to explain this to you if i should or not you'll be the one to judge that,
tell me if I'm wrong but don't tell me my mistakes, just let me guess to collect a new group of ideas and feelings
That should be the beginning of my next poem or the frustration of my poetry.

IX

Telling you my feelings is not always a choice, it is also a basic need of my heart,
It's like the act of crying for a baby or the kisses for love,
It's like the sea for a sailor or the lyrics for a song.
It has been always known that for mens is more difficult to express things than for womens.
There's a sensible part of us that has to be worked out (:D) but i can swear to god,
That with my heart in my hands is how I've been writing this to you.

X

Isn't it curious that writing poems is how I've worked out that sensible part of me and,
That it takes me back to the center of attraction of my feelings? Don't you get it?
Thanks for teaching me how to express myself,
I've been writing poems since i realized how much i loved you.

XI

Well darling, as you can see I'm again right in front of you,
flying away through the deepest and hottest brown eyes I've ever seen,
Swimming in the biggest sea of love that I've ever felt and reflecting the hardest words I've ever thought,
You have taken me to the purest trip I've ever made and the first one that i never want to end.
Thank you for existing and thanks god for creating you
Thanks life for meeting us and thanks love for reaching us.