Barriletes

Your eyes love me so much
That it almost seems like a lie
They are like children playing
With kites made of syrup
In your eyes I find
The reason for my delirium
And when I fly in your eyes
I discover that they are also mine
When they are seen far away
Distant in oblivion
For a moment I feel that something
Remains hidden bleeding
And then I feel that everything
Is part of the same path
If bad weather surprises me
Your eyes would be my instinct
Clear as the sun in the moon
Clear as time goes by
And your heart of plain
Is clear as darkness
The sun does not disappear
Even if the clouds persist
It only takes a moment
To die in the breeze
Crossing the walls
Of cardboard and sweets
Persistent colors
Seduce all my joy...
I imagine that one day
When I die in the breeze
When I cross the walls
Of cardboard and sweets
I will discover if the fruits
Of colors and joy
Were nothing more than your eyes
Were nothing more than my life
Give me a little bit of you, your potion
Your silence becomes emotion
Alo of light, your laughter, your pain
Illuminates a dark fear...