LOVE YOU SO MUCH

 

 

 

The darkness left its seeds

embedded in my brain

sheltered in the silence of a dream.

They were restless dreams in a lonely world

and the silent footsteps didn't speak of me

they led me, collar turned up, to a cold fabric in the frost.

When my eyes closed in a flash

a ray cracked the darkness, and the light,

the light I pursued, leaning on the sounds of silence

opened in my soul, hidden pieces of being happy.

People passed by, heard my words, without listening

there were hearts sharing emotions

there were people waving

voices that dare not disturb

the silence

Madmen who don't know how to love

shoulders forgotten in selfishness

so many words I had that I could teach

murmurs to reach you

hug me

the tears are silent drops

unbreakable wells of silence

sweet kisses on mouths hungry for given lips

and the dreams returned in the words that were forming

I love you I love you so much!

Jorge d'Alte

I LOVED THOSE BLACK EYES

 

 

 

Hello my old friend

hello shadow where I live

I came to speak emptily with you again

because a memory approaches

sweet, joyful, gently.

In restless dreams I walked alone

on stone sidewalks in narrow streets

that gag bodies like light in a lamp.

In the damp cold like a leaf flying aimlessly

there you were

you who enchanted me with your eyes.

Oh I loved your black eyes

I loved those tender eyes

deep wells of mysteries

paths, traces that led me to hell

of seeing you and not having you.

Madmen said I didn't know

how to love those black eyes

how to leave my shadow

where bitterness brought sadness and loneliness

this limbo where I hide longing and emotions.

But I loved those black eyes

I loved your black eyes

in a dream that is only mine

I gave my arms in embraces

so that I could hold you; enjoy. We danced in the mist of dreams

between closing our eyes and waking

we kissed our souls

and people bowed

after all I knew how to love

to love those dark eyes of yours

and the words were spoken

tears cried and broke

condiing in the taste of the kiss

whispering in the sounds of silence

until inexorably time ran out

and your dark eyes melted, upon waking.

 

Jorge d'Alte