siente el boom...

the change of rhythm
the familiar song filtered through the speakers
movements shifted

skin and sweat glistened under fading lights
my margarita empty a long while back

weary legs on a pair of heels
after a couple of hours of salsa and bachata

Thursday turned to Friday
at Cafe Habana
with Siente el Boom
of Tito El Bambino

missing it like crazy.

17/09/09

click....

that cross next to your name
on that tab

just clicked it

now

that window is no longer open

and i don't know anymore
whether you are there

or
not

not that it doesn't matter
it does

but i guess
it doesn't matter
that it does

09/09/09

lie to me...

people always say
that
honesty is the best thing

well, baby
sometimes I'd rather
have you lie to me

when you close that door
leave a bouquet of flowers by my window
but cut the thorns away

for when I caress it
I want to caress it with tears and bittersweet smile
not blood from my soul

empty those frames of you and I

but I'd rather not know
there are other snapshots in them
already

because you know what,
baby

sometimes I'd really rather have you
lie to me

the fact that you are leaving
is too much information already

05/09/2009

~ inspired by a circle of dramatic friends and circumstances ;p ~

wild horses.....

a heart
like a wild horse

tall
shining
beautiful

a heart
like a wild horse

vibrant
strong
spirited

a heart
like a wild horse

trotting
galloping
running with the wind

a heart
like a wild horse

rein it in

so that it takes you
on its strong and shiny back
to exotic faraway places

instead of dragging you along
on wild aimless rides

a heart
like a wild horse

just like mine

and yours.


04/09/2009

~ dedicated to a good friend, 'and boy, i hope you are enjoying the rides you choose to take with your horse, and hope you conquer it in time before it conquers you' ~