the singing of the siren

June 02 2 008

Published for confuncio at 1:27 am in The Night It Confuses us

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The Singing of the Siren

From the sensation of an impossible one.
From the most intimate of your heart.
I feel the singing of one here I am,
And the rustle of one waited for you.

From the negligence of a tortured soul.
From the immensity of the accompanied solitude.
I receive the singing of you, … Calypso,
And my heart shouts … I LOVE YOU.

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4 comments in “The Singing of the Siren”

# confuncioel On June 03, 2008 at 11:56 pm

It is mine, do not copy it, jue. It is more. I have other one that I will put it another day, ale.
# Trancasel June 04, 2008 at 9:23 pm

it is much gonita the poetry is evident that laescribes from the heart
and the siren is very nice also they move the piernasjajaajajaj
a veso
# Maicael June 08, 2008 at 11:51 am

Trasnocho and I do not find you
I get up early and do not see you
I travel round my mind try
To conceive your alienation
Fustrose without measurement
To open heart
I return to my withdrawal
To disgusted day, without
Neither the sun nor wind

P.D. Simply beautiful
# messel On June 09, 2008 at 3:12 pm

I not to write poetry, but I assure to you that if … … to enjoy them.Besitos to both