Duda

 Aquella vez, en que una duda, la pregunta soltó. 

Volteé la vista arriba, que hermoso lucero frente a mí se apareció.

Y seguí esa estrella que mi atención capturó.

Pero, preguntando por alguien, que mi deseo, a mi corazón involucró. 

Aquel lucero, de su cielo, voltea a mi diciendo, ¿por qué no me hablas a mí mejor?

Más las duda, con el miedo se alió.

Y ni una palabra de mi boca se desató.

¿Qué fue?. Pensé; y eso me estancó.

Y la estrella en su camino siguió. 

Pero ahora sólo te pienso, pienso en ti, bello lucero. 

En aquellas palabras que me dirigiste, ¿por qué no me hablas a mí mejor?

Pienso en mi cielo, y en aquel lucero. 

Pero creo que se le hizo tarde al deseo y a la fascinación. 

Tardé mucho en tomar una loca decisión. 

Se me hizo tarde, y ahora me sermonean la cordura y la razón. 

Una locura y juegos en mi mente, un poco demente. 

¡Todavía puedes detenerme!,

Es lo que quisiera escuchar, de mi lucero errante.

Hermosa estrella de belleza embriagante.

El fuego del deseo, danzan en mi, como gigante. 

Una guerra que se lleva a cabo, sólo en mi mente. 

Porque no quiero ni voltear a mirar, a aquella estrella, del azul celeste.

Pues tal vez ya no está expectante.

Por mi respuesta incongruente.

Demente. 

Incongruente. 

Y; descubrir que por mí, más, no esperaste. 

Sensatez, insensatez o pura estupidez.

That time, when a doubt, the question released.

I turned my eyes up, what a beautiful star appeared in front of me.

And I followed that star that my attention captured.

But, asking for someone, that my desire, to my heart involved.

That star, from its sky, turns to me saying, why don't you speak to me better?

More doubts, with fear allied.

And not a word from my mouth was unleashed.

What was it? I thought; and that stuck me.

And the star in its path continued.

But now I only think of you, I think of you, beautiful star.

In those words that you addressed to me, why don't you speak to me better?

I think of my sky, and of that star.

But I think it was too late for desire and fascination.

It took me a long time to make a crazy decision.

I was late, and now sanity and reason lecture me.

Crazy and games on my mind, a little insane.

You can still stop me!

It is what I would like to hear, from my wandering star.

Gorgeous intoxicating beauty star. The fire of desire, dance in me, like a giant.

A war that takes place, only in my mind.

Because I don't even want to turn around to look at that star, the blue sky blue.

Well, maybe she's not expecting anymore.

For my inconsistent answer. 

Crazy. 

Incongruous. 

And; discover that for me, more, you did not wait.

Sense, foolishness or sheer stupidity.

Desire

It's really terrible to feel burning desires carnal for someone and have to contain them.

Because understand that we are human beings and we all have freedoms and rights, but mine end.

When those of someone that I desire, begins, with obsession perhaps, because it's true, the value of the rights of others, is peace.

Although desire consumes me and not with fleeting fire, if respect has led me to lose many opportunities.

Today I also know that the respect that I sincerely give is returned to me the same way, and they have respected my privacy, and have not caused irregularities in my environment.

I don't hate the path that one day took you away from me, but I'm almost crying, thinking of you, maybe you're heading headlong into another path, where in the crowd you end up wrapped in solitude.

Just because of me, and that's it, and I ask the wind, where are you?

Promises and harmful images that stirred the fire in the soul and shocked desire, and they torture me because they come and always harmonize.

I long to be able to find each other and perhaps, like a phoenix, from the ashes that were left of that fire, which wa consumed alone, we will give ourselves another chance.

In the magic of surrender with love. 

Like the phoenix, let the fire be revived within the soul, the flesh and in the heart.

My heart, your heart, we know what the key is.