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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