Castillos de hielo.

Quiero patinar contigo

en un lago helado, blanco y frio

y contarte cuentos de amor eterno

mientras damos piruetas al unisono.



Quiero ir por ahi, dando vueltas contigo

con tu cintura en mi mano izquierda

tu mirada clavada en la mia

y tu corazon arrinconado en mi pecho.



Te contaria las historias mas tiernas

Te hablaria del sirio Abu Gamak

Y de sus doscientas flores de sol

sembradas bajo la ventana de su amada.



Te hablaria del Taj Mahal,

de las paredes tibias de Alejandria

de Merong y B. Mosh

Y de otros amores contrariados.



Te abrazaria cada diez minutos

Y luego, al final de la tarde

compartiriamos un chocolate caliente

...y algunos besitos sueltos.



A.

The road to your heart.

I frequently have the feeling

of being chased by your eyes

and I can't breath

and I can't hide.



I continuously try to catch

the spill of dazzling light

in the threshold of your shape

...And if I could I might.



This anxiety is endless

is like a buda delight

You are so quite in your state

I am trembling inside.



I don't know, I haven't found

a clear road to your heart.

Maybe I'm being too doubtful

maybe you have being too far.



What will be the end-at the end-

Am I going to be your star?

Am I going to be the one

who meets your senses in the dark?



A.

Inside.

Stretching my ideas

and outsourcing your desires

I go on a daily basis

to keep myself inside.



In a lonely far oasis

we feel the sight of a steady camel.

The dry tears of the clouds

give us the strength to persist.



A warm wind hits our faces

and the ego revolves inside

the situation is quite complex

since there's no dunes to climb.



By the time you realize

that all is part of the same

I'm already sitting in the sun,

watching your eyes from inside.



A.

Nuclear sin.

In the cosmos of your spread atoms

I confess it is me who change the order

of your predestined weakness

and I give you the anti-matter, the nuclear sin.



I give you life.



A.

The sound of love

The most pure, eternal and profound
sound of love
is the very short silence
just few seconds before saying I love you.

And is precisely this silence
the sound who goes deeper
and leave a mark in our souls
and a smile in our hearts.

Yeap, I'm thinking of you.

A.

A nice welcome dinner.

Usually eskimos mother-in-law
never visit their daughter's houses
because when they do
the dish to be served in is the "Polar bear roasted liver"...

If a human eat polar bear liver
most probably die
of the vitamin A overdose.
Strange isn't it?

Hmmm, now I understand
why I've never seen in Spinneys
a "Pate de Foie Grass"
Polar bear based.
...Just in case you also wondered.

A.

The opposite.

There is a critically endangered bird

called "Kakapo"...



Here's the thing, that bird has a strong

-pleasant- and very nice odour

which allows predators to easily find him...

and do what predators do.

(...At least what licensed predators do.)



The point is -'cause there is a. Point here-

that the name "Kakapo"

may suggest something totally opposite

in some other languages...

both Kaka and po.



When I started reading I thought

that this bird was found

particullary because of the foul smell...

Again, go figure...



It's a wonderful world out there.



A.