Tanto Amor
Se sentaba en el pasto y tanto amor
No les entraba en el corazón.
No les entraba tanto amor.
Ella usaba a veces una cruz,
Y sin embargo se cruzaba a veces.
He intentado aprender y significar
El modo en que se besaban.
Hermosos, de sexys se miraban.
No les entraba tanto amor.
Se reían de fruta y eran de mentol.
Flotaban orgasmos bajo el sol,
Condición que no cambiaba el diluviar.
Dibujaban el cielo con crayón,
Y sin embargo se rayaban a veces.
No duraba mucho ese bajón.
No les entraba tanto amor.
Con una inyección de libertad
Detienen el pulso universal.
El amor era aquello que no les faltaba.
Encendieron apenas una luz,
Que sin embargo brillará en la eternidad.
Para aquellos que bebemos soledad
Solo espero que nos puedan contagiar...
Quizá...
So Much Love
She sat on the grass and so much love
It didn't enter their hearts.
So much love didn't enter them.
Sometimes she wore a cross,
And yet she crossed herself sometimes.
I tried to learn and understand
The way they kissed.
Beautiful, they looked sexy.
So much love didn't enter them.
They laughed about fruit and were menthol.
Orgasms floated under the sun,
A condition that the downpour didn't change.
They drew the sky with crayon,
And yet they sometimes scribbled.
That low point didn't last long.
So much love didn't enter them.
With an injection of freedom
They stop the universal pulse.
Love was something they didn't lack.
They barely lit a light,
Which will shine in eternity.
For those of us who drink loneliness
I just hope they can infect us...
Maybe...