My Blog

My Blog


I invite everyone to participate
this my space.
Could call it ours.
It is part of my body
as well as my blood
my bones.

Be really pleased, read.
It would not be lower my duty
to maintain, encourage, put
even though ours.
I learned
in rows,
metric
and my rhymes.
or there is
or is nothing.

Everything is fleeting
all that is not true
and all that will not last
is illusory
what lasts is lost
in a nondescript place.

So do not understand Vinicius
because the love to me
and eternal and infinite
is anyway without end.

Not also understand Quintana
because love is a node holding me
In addition to any tie
with me
more than my arm,
but still just me.

My love is part of me
and without him I do not define myself
Denies it is to escape to meet
lost again be
landless and homeless.

My love transcended life
reincarnated in me
and is now complete me ecstasy.
moved and satisfied
stimulates without storm
my love is finally
poetry.