Espere tu llegada
con ansiedad y angustia
y mariposas de las buenas
...
te oi desde lejos
y te apareciste frente de mi como la noche
...
callada y constelada
que solo una mirada,
que solo en un beso, sabrás todo lo que he callado.
-M. Peña
9.30.2009
9.29.2009
9.24.2009
9.22.2009
Paramour
Temperamental intimacies
are dosed within life's contingencies.
Superficial, artificial, destitute perceptions and reactions
are unintentionally disguising
the unconscionable sentiments,
the rapports of our souls.
Agonizing battles are not unprecedented
yet exinct-that is obsolete, extinguished
all that matters
is this moment
its the central line that runs furiously,
earnestly through us
you just need to feel it
and let it take your breath away.
-M. Peña
9.21.2009
Me recuerdo de ti
Ríete de la noche,
del día, de la luna,
ríete de las calles torcidas de la isla,
ríete de este torpe muchacho que te quiere,
pero cuando yo abro los ojos y los cierro,
cuando mis pasos van,
cuando vuelven mis pasos,
niégame el pan, el aire,
la luz, la primavera
pero tu risa nunca
porque me moriría.
-Pablo Neruda (verso de "Tu risa")
del día, de la luna,
ríete de las calles torcidas de la isla,
ríete de este torpe muchacho que te quiere,
pero cuando yo abro los ojos y los cierro,
cuando mis pasos van,
cuando vuelven mis pasos,
niégame el pan, el aire,
la luz, la primavera
pero tu risa nunca
porque me moriría.
-Pablo Neruda (verso de "Tu risa")
9.20.2009
Soy tu Flor
Pareces que entiendes que...
Soy una Flor
que soy colorida, perfumada, y bella
que soy unica y exotica
que soy una vision en tus ojos
que soy delicada
que me gusta ser acariciada tiernamente
que necessito atencion
que crezco debajo tu pecho
que me agarro de tu mano para no perderme
que me envuelvo en tu respiracion para intoxicarme
que absorbo el sol y la agua para vivir contigo
que te doy buenas vibras y energia profunda
que soy un regalo para que aprecies
que te hago feliz y te hago sonreir
que no soy perfecta
pero te voy a querer hasta que tenga las fuerzas.
-M. Peña
Soy una Flor
que soy colorida, perfumada, y bella
que soy unica y exotica
que soy una vision en tus ojos
que soy delicada
que me gusta ser acariciada tiernamente
que necessito atencion
que crezco debajo tu pecho
que me agarro de tu mano para no perderme
que me envuelvo en tu respiracion para intoxicarme
que absorbo el sol y la agua para vivir contigo
que te doy buenas vibras y energia profunda
que soy un regalo para que aprecies
que te hago feliz y te hago sonreir
que no soy perfecta
pero te voy a querer hasta que tenga las fuerzas.
-M. Peña
9.18.2009
9.16.2009
From here to there
The night was running ahead of itself...
but we're still connected
not by time
but by the spin of the moon
which reflects itself in my eyes.
This gaze revolves for you.
-M. Peña
but we're still connected
not by time
but by the spin of the moon
which reflects itself in my eyes.
This gaze revolves for you.
-M. Peña
I have learned...
I have learned the hard way...
Sheltered in perfection
I saw only light first
only the pure and sterling.
In my disconcerted naivete,
my heart has never seen hate
but trails of dirt have always seemed to follow.
A simple vocation-
Not to judge anyone's life
I know my own pain and renunciation...but
My path is not the only and correct path.
A simple realization-
not everything is worth understanding
that's why mystery exists.
A not-so-simple emotion-
I've consistently ignored my nightmares
always seeking refuge
from opinions
though slowly pushing everyone aside
with a shove from my silence.
I subliminally intended
to bury these savage-like urges
deep under your name.
The shame has penetrated me
like a curse brewing voodoo.
Your face, your name,
your immoral self-indulgence,
I'd rather consider blasphemy.
You led this road away from me,
made me redefine you.
Crushed my heart and left it bleeding
messed with my uncorrupted psyche...
Not even the salt in my naked wound
has let me shed a tear for you.
Don't even need you to apologize,
I will not forgive careless debauchery.
I'm numb.
-M. Peña
Sheltered in perfection
I saw only light first
only the pure and sterling.
In my disconcerted naivete,
my heart has never seen hate
but trails of dirt have always seemed to follow.
A simple vocation-
Not to judge anyone's life
I know my own pain and renunciation...but
My path is not the only and correct path.
A simple realization-
not everything is worth understanding
that's why mystery exists.
A not-so-simple emotion-
I've consistently ignored my nightmares
always seeking refuge
from opinions
though slowly pushing everyone aside
with a shove from my silence.
I subliminally intended
to bury these savage-like urges
deep under your name.
The shame has penetrated me
like a curse brewing voodoo.
Your face, your name,
your immoral self-indulgence,
I'd rather consider blasphemy.
You led this road away from me,
made me redefine you.
Crushed my heart and left it bleeding
messed with my uncorrupted psyche...
Not even the salt in my naked wound
has let me shed a tear for you.
Don't even need you to apologize,
I will not forgive careless debauchery.
I'm numb.
-M. Peña
9.13.2009
9.09.2009
I've lost the ground beneath my feet
Suspended between the miles of these
miscalculated spaces
distraught faces
implicating judgements
that create dubious, confused mazes
a constrained rhetoric
that makes it hard to swallow
great loss of touch,
insensible terms
its no surprise
why I can't remember your voice
in the midst of our great demise.
Where did you lay your soul to rest?
-M. Peña
9.07.2009
No one saw
With lips poised between a silence and a laugh,
our body languages surged words
that asked for that first kiss...
-M. Peña
our body languages surged words
that asked for that first kiss...
-M. Peña
Where did you come from?
You came from a turbulent ring of smoke
vortexed by the blow of my mouth
like a disguised flow
dense and fluid in a continuous movement
you were physically expelled
in a short burst of heat and fury
enveloped me in an effortless desire
guided by the dim red light and your sensual embrace
hot to the touch
yet I was chilled out of my skin
but just enough to make me ask myself
again and again
Where the hell did you come from?
-M. Peña
vortexed by the blow of my mouth
like a disguised flow
dense and fluid in a continuous movement
you were physically expelled
in a short burst of heat and fury
enveloped me in an effortless desire
guided by the dim red light and your sensual embrace
hot to the touch
yet I was chilled out of my skin
but just enough to make me ask myself
again and again
Where the hell did you come from?
-M. Peña
9.04.2009
Bullseye
My heart's in the line of fire. Point, aim, shoot.
I will never run from the weapon.
-M. Peña
I will never run from the weapon.
-M. Peña
9.01.2009
Crawling Out
Trying to escape
clawing my way to the top
but I haven't made it out quite yet
I'm gasping for air
and the sound resonates;
this is a requiem for a dream
I've learned the language of my faith
and the wisdom behind my fears
I conjured up some strength
to wash your words without my tears
Insignificant I was not
for my beauty burned your heart
even the blacks of your eyes tasted me
but I need to stop fascinating
pre-meditating my mind to actions
that lie in implicit gazes
I'm driven by an alter ego
and I'm stunned
I need some introspection
not instant gratification by the thought of you
I am sheltered by this need
though invested in a raging determination
to lose all connections to you
to crawl out of this hole
that you dug deep with me
for I alone
will shine through my cracks
without sacrificing one more breath
my skin will not wrinkle, ripple through time
I will close the distance in my space
and rise above
those buried sounds
of a tortured soul
left in the ground.
-M. Peña
clawing my way to the top
but I haven't made it out quite yet
I'm gasping for air
and the sound resonates;
this is a requiem for a dream
I've learned the language of my faith
and the wisdom behind my fears
I conjured up some strength
to wash your words without my tears
Insignificant I was not
for my beauty burned your heart
even the blacks of your eyes tasted me
but I need to stop fascinating
pre-meditating my mind to actions
that lie in implicit gazes
I'm driven by an alter ego
and I'm stunned
I need some introspection
not instant gratification by the thought of you
I am sheltered by this need
though invested in a raging determination
to lose all connections to you
to crawl out of this hole
that you dug deep with me
for I alone
will shine through my cracks
without sacrificing one more breath
my skin will not wrinkle, ripple through time
I will close the distance in my space
and rise above
those buried sounds
of a tortured soul
left in the ground.
-M. Peña
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