I once, walking through a sidewalk,
held within my left pocket...

I was a student roaming through thoughts,
always getting lost in the alleys of people's...

If in between your lips, a butterfly laid still
Still as if your lips were two petals: carmine...

"I know, the tides from oceans are rising...
Soon, tsunamis will have us breathing under...

They said, a piece of advice...
"Write with your heart&quot...

as per the radar in my eyes
i’ll wear a rain coat and rainy boots...

Kept silent...
acknowledging a bunny...

To awake one day and be
a lightbulb in your head...

I cannot write of love when I am in love.
I cannot write of you...

Mis poemas se transforman en suenos, suenos...
----------- Translation...

I knew it
that mirror I found...

What on Earth? A rain drop on my hand
A gift from Heaven itself!? Oh wait...