Frozen

You're frozen
When your heart is not open.

You're broken.
When your heart is not open.

A.

The perfect game.

Who sits at home all alone waiting for you to call?
And what is the power that keeps him by the telephone?
And why do you string him along, singing your siren song?
And why does he listen, how can he let this game go on?

I'm just a trivial pursuit
Love is just a game to you. 

A. 

 

Art-are-us.

We are Art. 

Art is everywhere. 

Open your eyes and your heart

and you will find reasons for a smile

in every corner of your memory. 

A  

The great gardener.

Love is all. 

Love is the answer to your prayers. 

Love was the great gardener once  

-Who cared a lot-.  

I was visiting our garden…

- those are my most precious memories-

And I’ve been knocking (most of the days)

But no one answers  

There are million moments

buried under weed, long crops and dry bushes  

and a vast, huge empty garden  

Can you come back to play

in your empty garden?

A   

Touch me in the morning

 

Make me feel right. 

We can only understand what we have inside

When we share it with our hearts. 

How was I supposed to know our love will grow?

I have a whole world inside of me waiting for you. 

Touch me in the morning 

And let’s get wild. 

A. 

Time stands still

 

I turn my face to the sun
Close my eyes
Let my defenses down
All those wounds
That I can't get unwound 

I let my past go too fast
No time to pause
If I could slow it all down
Like some captain
Whose ship runs aground
I can wait until the tide comes around 

Time stand still…

A. 

I don’t know how I got outside.

 

We made love like a-house-on-fire. 

Somethings I just never understand. 

A. 

Everything is possible

 

Promised you a miracle
-Belief is a beauty thing-
(Promises, promises)
As golden days break wondering

Chance (Reflects on them a while)
-Love screams so quietly…-
Slipping back on golden times
Breathing with /sweet/memories

I promised you a miracle. 

Everything is possible
In the game of life. 

A. 

2023…just getting started!

 

Let’s unroll 2023 ways of happiness  

To the stars…and beyond!

A. 

I can see you…

I can see you…
I just have to close my eyes.

A.

O

Such a shame
To deliver the light in pain.

That's a shame.

To believe
a life can be lived in vain.
It's a shame...
Nothing to expect, just to pretend.

Maybe I don't know
If I should change.

There's an empty nest
of broken glass and nails.

There's an eagle flying high

flying in pain.

The dust scratches my face.

A.

A la joya perdida.

Ahora que siento el mar caribe
vibrar bajos mis pies, en horas nocturnas
ahora, que tu corazón se enfría a lo lejos, en la urna
me asalta la clarividencia del que escribe
-de como se vería tu rostro acá, sin el frío declive
ni la soledad infinita que te abruma.-

Que sonrisa le pintarías al cielo
y a las oscuras golondrinas?
Te soltarías el pelo?
Danzarías cual bailarina?

El duende injusto
de los que se van primero
te quiso ver de cerca
te atrapó en su tintero.

Te llevaste los colores contigo
y el reloj dejó de caminar
-la sal ya no sabe mas a sal-
y el aire a penas se deja respirar.

Vayan estas palabras sueltas
a la joya pequeña.

A la joya perdida.

Con la mirada nublada
-una pregunta en el pecho-
una llaga que no cierra
y con sangre en los dedos.

A.