I am here today, starting
again
recalling old memories of smuggling
make me feel I'm flying.
Maybe not today or tomorrow
or perhaps ever, this villain
achieve a square love
and prefer to be with an iguana.
But still you love her,
and play with her in the ladies waiting
ending anagrams
to rest in bed.
Yet I wonder,
What you see in her?
have no good place
and only appears to be a girl.
is one of those thorny roses
of this garden full of slugs.
is a rose is not to be staggering
waiting for the day to be affectionate.
Its petals are always withered
and usually has a insatiable appetite. Live
bite of angels wanting to do
and dislikes so nice.
This waiting for the day to bloom
but always felt that paying the rent
and that was something that made her mad
preferred to sleep so pity.
I wonder if you still want that rose
that is somewhat burdensome caprichoza and
but still tries to be loving.
I wonder if you look to find the underworld
where winters are eternal all
and where nothing is tender.
I do not know that both are willing to pay
for something that is complicated feed
but is willing to love
to just beyond the end ...