I was once so so so head over heels for someone that I felt love from my tippy toes to my gut to my brain and right back down. One day a friend asked me what was the most attractive thing I found about this guy… my answer was simple, what I found most attractive was the way he looked at me when he laughed at my jokes.

You speak of lighting

I speak of rain

Lightning comes in a flash

and burns what is near,

then disappears.

Rain is constant, enveloping,

and gives life to what it touches.

I don’t want to be your lighting,

I want to be your rain;

I want to know that the mark I leave on you

is one that helps you grow

and not a scar or wound or a burn

from a person you never really

got to know.

You seek lighting

But I am the rain

And when you get burned

I can wash away the pain

I will #neverforget where I was.

I will #neverforget taking inventory on friends and family.

I will #neverforget the sadness in NYC’s eyes.

I will #neverforget the resilience of the community.

I will #neverforget the many lives lost and the many lives that are still suffering.

I will #neverforget my loved ones in the military whose lives changed and had to go over seas, who are still over seas.

I will #neverforget how to love.

Lion.

I await your roar, I await your signal.

I recognize who you are,

Not through a rose colored lens

But through the only lens I know

I can only judge the person

You have been to me.

That person is truly

The best parts of you,

The parts you may not see.

Don’t wrap yourself in what has happened

Instead dive into what can be

A story being written

Beyond our control

Throughout the years,

Teaching us lessons simultaneously.

Meet me at the river, where the brick path bends and the view of the bridge is spectacular on a sunny day, engulfed in clouds and memories. I’ll be wearing that dress you love that swings around my legs while it blows in the wind. I’ll be wearing a smile on my face, that same one from the first time your eyes met mine. I’ll be wearing that perfume of rose and sandalwood, the one that drowns you in the memory of the first time we kissed.

Take a walk with me, and grab my hand. Take a look at me, let me know where I stand.

Meet me at the river, at our old bench by the rocks where the subtle sounds of the water crashing calms my nerves. Let me look at you and tell you my thoughts. Let me whisper in your ear. Let me muster up the courage to… just… wrap my arms around you and sink into your chest. To hear your heartbeat puts me at ease. What I want to say is: I don’t know if you see it, but we have built something here.

Take a walk with me, and grab my hand. Take a look at me, let me know where I stand

I live free, free of negativity, free of what ifs, free of regrets. I live in dreams, I live in love, I live in now. I reside in a nook of positivity, hopeless romanticism, and far fetched notions. I sleep somewhere in between the color red and next to the idea of a “you”. I am reckless, and chase my dreams. I am not afraid of failure, or the moral of the story.

-2010

Quando falo de você

Falo palavras bonitos

Falo palavras feio

Palavras de paixao

Palavras de raiva

Falo palavras de saudades

Meus pensamentos são assombrados com a sua cara,

Com suas mãos no meu quadris

Quando pienso de você

I think in English

E português

Te recuerdo en español

Recuerdo todo el dolor

I don’t know what is up or down anymore

Or if what I feel is sadness or relief

Talvez sinto alegria saber

como fui amar-te

This isn’t goodbye,

More like

‘till we meet again…otra vez

infinte cycle…

saudades sempre…

fico ainda só.

NOSSA!

fico sua, even though

Tudo tem seu lugar e seu final

Mas sempre ficarei ao seu lado

No seu coração

No seu beijo

No suas memórias em branco e preto

coberto

Com um filtro de suas idéias contra minha ideias

Você ficará meu furacão

Meu amor…

uma tormenta com milhões ventos

Frio e quente/quente e frio

Um dia me ama e outros me queima

fico amando-te