sólo le quedan

Te amo con todo mi corazón

su alma es mi paz,

tu corazón mi amor, y tú eres mi todo.

pensamientos de ustedes son como un susurro en la noche,

suave y reconfortante.

Cuando pienso en ti,

es como si usted está aquí,

que me sostiene cerca,

envolviendo en tus brazos fuertes y presionando

contra mí su pecho,

que me permite sentir el ritmo

de tu corazón.

Cuando pienso en ti,

no queda nada en mi cabeza.

Me olvido de todo,

sólo le quedan.

 

english:

i love you with all my heart. your soul is my peace, your heart my love, and you are my everything. thoughts of you are like a whisper in the night, soft, comforting. when i think of you, it’s as if you are here, holding me close, wrapping me in your strong arms and pressing me against your chest, allowing me to feel the rhythm of your heart. when i think of you, nothing remains in my head. I forget all else, only you remain.

**this was not written recently. several poems i post here are written the day they are posted while others are from my past. this is from my past.

vestiges

staring at a grassy knoll

speckled with young trees,

i sit.

sun beating down upon me

as birds shriek, cry, sing, swoop.

squirrels scurry through the

wild grass,

carefully pulling strands apart

in search of food.

 

my eyes see this.

my mind processes this.

but my heart.

oh my heart.

my heart struggles

like the cardinals forever

fighting at the bottom of this

grassy knoll.

 

an owl calls from the next cluster of trees.

the “hoo hoo”

only brings tears to my eyes

and a weight to my chest

as i think only to answer with

“you you.”

 

fresh air surrounds me

yet i cannot partake.

unable to smile,

unable to move,

so i sit.

in the midst of paradise,

aching for one more word

one more echo of your voice,

vestiges i know

i must let go

but things with which my

shattered heart

has sewn itself shut.

 

you found the hidden passages

of my heart,

hidden passages long ago

abandoned.

lit them with your torch,

now they still shine brightly.

the entrance crumbled

without warning,

but the heat emanating

from within

rivals that of the sun.

it burns within my chest.

tears will not extinguish the

flames burning inside.

neither does inducing an anaerobic state.

 

with a burning chest,

a lost mind,

and a body yearning

for your touch,

i sit,

in the midst of paradise,

alone.

with vestiges of love

now trapped forever

behind a

landslide of molten rocks.