I will always have you to thank
that has been with me so
deceiver
and you have taught me what it is
want:
dance while we roll on the
stairs.
You have cleared my doubts
and you have managed to learn
to be a perfect judas
from the jota to the ese.
With you I understood that the
humidity
it's something that dries up and you forget
thanks to you I have known that the truth
it's just a loose end of the lie.
That's why I know that losing you
It was not to be left with nothing,
death is just luck
with a changed letter.
Embuster,
your heart
It's a zipper
by Christian Dior,
Bleach emotions
traffic with buttons
you lose with my downfall
Sleeping with you is to repeat French in
a faculty
where a Miró looks like an obituary
and they teach how much the darkness measures:
adding nightmares and sleep.
Today I call the bread roses
and the vinegar nonsense;
the women who leave
they stay on the road.
As much as it hurts, I must
to admit
that others see me without clothes and you
naked.
It will be much better, if I intend to flee,
cut the rope, undo the knot.
I no longer play on your board.
I have broken our deck.
I'll just say I love you
if it is at the point of a knife.
Sleeping with you is to repeat French in
a faculty
where a Miró looks like an obituary
and they teach how much the darkness measures:
adding nightmares and sleep.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)