domingo, 3 de novembro de 2013

My hunger is in the eyes of an Eagle

and hungry come and go smelling twilight
seeking you, seeking your heart burning
like a puma in the solitude of Quitratúe.  

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The worst enemy of a person

Is the hunger
I'm a beast looking for  your eyes
No other can feed me

I live a joy solitude

Nourished with hope 
Each morning
Each daydream

I look the eagles and think they can send you

my love
Who imagine what a chimera would be a feline with wings 
I wonder 

 My hunger hurt my body

This obsolete instrument
'Cause my soul is already fused with yours
I search the sky and think when the eagle is going to bring you back to me