Mi Corazon Se Abre Paso

My Heart Makes Its Way Through

My heart makes its way through the seaweed
Teeth getting drunk in the shadows and a poem without
Structure and just from that day I was
Walking slowly decreasing its steps and that
Rhythm already toothless and I wanted to see if that
day marked the complete course of that
Secret beat of this stubborn heart my
Heart makes its way decaying the
Areas in opening up mornings fading the
Reason and it crosses the rivers of the
Inert channels defying death to that old
Heart of the one who always forgot me
When the world goes far when time is
Perfect and doesn't know of season or
Autumn, nor springs nor October 29th my
Heart makes its way to see you once
More! My heart makes its way whenever
There are days to spare when time
Overwhelms and you feel like running running and it sees
That life must be lived fully and that love
Without a prescription is worth more than anything in life my
Blood was in that fire of that
Strange passion is it perhaps an
Illusion? Or Sundays in flames time
Keeps its schedule when dates come together and
There's no song if they get scared and don't understand
The calendar my heart makes its way despite the years I've thrown so many dice on
That beach of salt neither time nor rhythm nor
Inert beats give a toast to the luck of this
Old heart....