Letrasdormidasposts - About Everything

Nunca te enamores de un poeta.

Siempre estamos ausentes.

El pasado nos parece eterno,

el futuro es terrible

y el presente jamás existe.

Era amante del silencio, hasta que escuché tu voz.

Karma.

That precious moment, of the birth of a child. From the cry of a poet. From the cry of a lover.

That precise moment, retain it in your memory and save him from oblivion.

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Ese precioso instante, del nacimiento de un niño. Del llanto de un poeta. Del clamor de un amante.

Ese preciso instante, retenlo en tu memoria y sálvalo del olvido.

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De los besos que te he dado en uno se me fue el corazón.

Rules to Understanding Your Introverted Friend

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My love,

I associate you with the color yellow.

If people had colors, that’s what I think you would be.

You are the golden hour.

Where the sun is beginning to set and bathes everything

in this stunning golden glow and people

just want to take pictures because it’s so beautiful.

You have this glow about you.

You’re radiant. And warm.

Being around you feels like when you are outside

and it is not hot but the sun is out and everything is peaceful.

You make me feel safe, you feel like home.

You would be a darker yellow, because while you

do have darkness inside you it does not

diminish how truly stunning you are.

You are a living reminder that just because something

is dark, does not mean it cannot also be radiant.

- [i.r.]

[04.18.21.]

“Ho Hey” with every first beat removed

(other half available on patreon!)