Jutonaro Mr.Mirror Poems

A transparent look that you do not want to stop contemplating, where dreams appear that beg to wake up, where hope is born that seeks to save reality, where the dark nights of a broken heart in a soul divisible in time, it dies for the past, is reborn for the future and survives the present, in the blink of an eye. A look, a smile, a soul that does not seek empathy, but a person who yearns for a tomorrow without molds but also without orders, without explanations, without a you and a me, but rather a us, a we without exclusions. A tomorrow like fairy tales, where there is happiness, love and peace, a beginning, but not an end.

The more I describe, the more I grieve, as I seek to court, but not as the slave and the believer, but as a traveler detailing his walk. I emphasize the beauty of those, who have expectations, a reason to fight, a reason to live, no matter how harsh their reality is. Well, if you know about pleasure, you don't save on this, since the joy of loving has no measure. Thus, no matter how much that dry thorn from the past revives in the now and stabs the fantasies and lost illusions of a bygone day, there is no concern, since they are penetrating and deep... sentimental but strong... That's how they are, that's how they are in my sight.
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When the look of love crosses you,
Does not proclaim pain. Nevertheless,
If to her, the flight of the arrow does not reach,
poor you, you will suffer and it will be late.
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The strength of your hypnotic gaze blushes and clears my mind,
since suddenly the whole world in a whirlwind of oblivion plunges,
and I, I dove into your alluring beautiful eyes,
with the pleasant and relaxing sound of your majestic song,
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I find myself lost in the tide,
where lean on the sun my shoulder,
alone, empty, disoriented and wounded,
drowned in a very deep vase.
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Míralo bailar; el mundo da vueltas y se agrieta,
excusan a la flor, por morir en agonía.
Escuchan las mentiras de un ciego profeta,
mientras que en avaricia se embriaga y regocija en risas.
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