Thursday, August 9, 2012
My Every Day
My every day
When I move the world
of where I was born
a full feel of sadness
I was born and a desire to return
No matter the distance
or the path I took
My heart longs
and again I come back
Back to drinking water
to look to the future
to dream as dreams
for the love of a
When I move away from people
from that man that made me
I close my eyes, sleep and dream
I am being rich: poor
I lost sleep over time
the pleasures of childhood
enjoyed as a child in my village
and it's sad and long distance
It happens that the land that bore me
has multi-colored dyes
God allowed me to memories
of those foods, flavors and odors
Not to forget the first kiss of the day
Once that first and dearest
I managed to make it all mine
I can remember what you swore
I went in search of fortune
I scoffed time
I knew I like you, no
and much to do, I forgot
I forgot I do not own
the future, destiny and dreams
I forgot that a compromise does not work
when two, there is only one
I will say that the years have passed
love is a page of the day
read once, it becomes more
or perhaps it was or that I do not want
Everything you say is other
I saw as I looked at
Your eyes belong to me
and so much more
you will be another in the bed
thou shalt be in my nights and days
Samuel Levy Akinin
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