sábado, 6 de noviembre de 2010

Felony without fundament

 Because this grows,
 Once it was minuscule,
 As a bunch,
 That propagates in tree,
 It increases its size,
 Fragile as your eyes,
 Concent of birds,
 I consent your lips.


 For my sound precious,
 Of paradise pieces,
 Joining they go in rite,
 Your mouth and my beak;
 Quid of my senses,
 Essence that of you, I breathe,
 The object of my progress,
 On recognize him with me.


 The life acquires motive,
 With your hands acting,
 Between making it perfect,
 To left it moderate,
 Or to destroy it toughened,
 Nothing, something, or, everything,
 They have of being a reason,
 Since of my you are the Sun.


 That raises my foundation,
 For the constituted home,
 To transform and to correct it,
 This way not to see it extinct,
 Because of a carelessness,
 In opposite, to perceive it,
 As domicile in evolution,
 That of account of how much,
 I adore him in my love.


 I continue managing to follow it,
 Not as is obsessed,
 However, enamored, without fright,
 The sum I say to him,
 Of the affection that I don't rest,
 To take root I claim,
 For being a logarithm.


 Multiplying complicated,
 The divided limit,
 For way its space,
 And the time shared,
 If and only if we continue,
 Us revealing every thought,
 And invoke no secret,
 For the sincere and honest.


 Concrete between algorithms,
 What gives in the calculation,
 Of the set a result,
 According to the agreement,
 Habit of little use,
 Or practice with sense,
 For root by following strictly,
 Sole as solemn statement.


 Ultimately, another change,
 Perspective obtained,
 Branching phenomena,
 Coherent and logical,
 mesure couple of beats,
 Used the due intelect,
 I take advantage of the instinct,
 It indicated live compromised.


 So existence without witness,
 Would be an almost the same thing,
 Than the major suffering,
 Of the minor of the human beings,
 Equal that one to a slave,
 To its freedom it has offended,
 Taking immense risk,
 Of paying and to give like received.


 Lacking in intention to harm,
 More or less the imputed one,
 Of the crime of zeal to his owner,
 Of fault I suffer penile,
 Become attached for loving it,
 Identical to surrounding the sides,
 To go above or for below,
 To reach to similar surface flank.


 Felony without fundament,
 Since it is not bad antijuridical,
 Don't comprehend the established,
 In our consensual contract,
 According to social convention,
 For the well of the involved ones,
 Plaintiff and defendant,
 For the just thing, healthy and equitable.


 The process has been executed,
 Showing the affections is demonstrate,
 I prove these given indications test,
 For whom it inspired the write,
 Libel never introduced,
 Therefore, never dissolved,
 Before corresponding deparment,
 Of jurisdiction desisted.

 Some material prescribed,
 For mass in laps expirated,
 Experiment devoid of method set,
 Always deprived of argument,
 I aspire be eternally or timeless,
 And play to the clock a challenge,
 To finish sentenced, not in a failure,
 For your everlasting love.

Delito sin fundamento

Porque crece ésto,
una vez fue minúsculo,
como un manojo,
que se propaga en árbol,
aumenta su tamaño,
frágil cuan tus ojos,
concento de pajaros,
consiento tus labios.

Para mi son preciosos,
de paraiso pedazos,
uniéndose van en rito,
tu boca y mi pico;
quid de mis sentidos,
esencia que de ti respiro,
el objeto de mi progreso,
al saberle conmigo.

La vida adquiere motivo,
con tus manos obrando,
entre hacerlo perfecto,
dejarlo moderado,
o destruirlo radicalizado,
la nada, algo, u, todo,
tienen de ser razón,
como de mi eres sol.

Que levante mi fundación,
para el hogar constituido,
transformar y corregirlo,
así no verlo extinto,
por causa de un descuido,
en contrario, percibirlo,
como domicilio en evolución,
que de cuenta de cuanto,
le adoro en mi amor.

Sigo logrando seguirlo,
no tal cual obseso,
mas, enamorado, sin miedo,
la suma le digo,
del afecto que no resto,
ni radicar pretendo,
por ser un logaritmo.

Al multiplicarme complico,
el límite dividido,
por medio su espacio,
y el tiempo compartido,
si y sólo si seguimos,
revelándonos cada pensamiento,
e invocar ningún secreto,
para lo sincero y honesto.

Concretar entre algoritmos,
lo que dé en el cálculo,
del conjunto un resultado,
de acuerdo a lo convenido,
hábito de poco uso,
o costumbre con sentido,
por raíz tengo estricto,
sólo como solemne relato.

Al final, otro cambio,
de perspectiva he conseguido,
ramificación de fenómenos,
coherentes y lógicos,
mesuro par de latidos,
usado el debido raciocinio,
más aprovecho el instinto,
que indicó vivir comprometido.

Pues existencia sin presenciarlo,
sería casi lo mismo,
que el mayor sufrimiento,
del menor de los humanos,
aquel igual a un esclavo,
a su libertad ha ofendido,
tomándose inmenso riesgo,
de pagar y darse por cobrado.

Carente de intención a daño,
más o menos un imputado,
del crimen de celo a su amo,
de culpa peno escaso,
de éste apego por amarlo,
idéntico a rodear los costados,
ir encima o por debajo,
para llegar a similar lado.

Delito sin fundamento,
ya que no es mal antijurídico,
ni comprende lo establecido,
en nuestro consensual contrato,
según social convencionalismo,
para el bien de los involucrados,
demandante y querellado,
por lo justo, sano y equitativo.

El proceso que se ha ejecutado,
demostrando los afectos,
pruebo esos indicios dados,
por quien inspiró el escrito,
libelo jamás introducido,
por tanto, nunca dirimido,
ante correspondiente órgano,
de jurisdicción desistido.

Algún material prescrito,
por masa en perención,
experimento desprovisto de método,
siempre privado de alegato,
aspiro sea atemporal o eterno,
y le juegue el reto al reloj,
acabar sentenciado, no en un fallo,
por tu perpetuo amor.

sábado, 30 de octubre de 2010

I zeal you

 I aspire you, essence attempt to enjoy it,
 I wish you, for being favorite fondness,
 I long for you, there is no reason to ignore,
 I want you, devotion more than caprice,
 I long you, my motive on trying to reach.
 I court you, sole for solemnize the manifest thing.


 I crave you, estimation that I do when I prove,
 I claim you, because I am possessive, you belong to me,
 I seek you, subject has been an object of my affection,
 I request you, base that I ask of existing,
 I covet you, as the thing with perpetual value,
 I zeal you, I pledge with dedication on having had you.


 I need you, none might spew me on like that, satisfied,
 I precise you, compensate it if I submit to gratify you,
 I solicit you, you are an attachment that I leave appease,
 I require you, accomplish dedicated to quieten this effect,
 I lack of you, immobile still in your hands, free your body does not feed me,

 I adore you, got the permission of my dearth firm love.

TE

Te aspiro, quid intento gozarte,
Te deseo, por ser cariñoso predilecto,
Te ansío, no hay razón para ignorarte,
Te quiero, devoción más que capricho,
Te anhelo, mi motivo al tratar de alcanzarte.
Te cortejo, sólo por solemnidad lo manifiesto.

Te apetezco, estimación que hago cuando le pruebo,
Te pretendo, porque soy posesivo, me perteneces,
Te ambiciono, sujeto ha sido objeto de mi afecto,
Te solicito, fundamento que pido de existente,
Te codicio, como la cosa con valor perpetuo,
Te afáno, me empeño con dedicación al tenerte.

Te necesito, ninguno podría arrogarme así, satisfecho,
Te preciso, compenso eso si me entrego a saciarte,
Te requiero, eres apego que dejo albriciado,
Te celo, al cumplir dedicado aquieto el efecto éste,
Te carezco, inmóvil de tu mano, libre en tu cuerpo no me alimento,
Te adoro, tienes la venía de mi firme amor.

martes, 26 de octubre de 2010

Music

 Simple, I feel credit, waited by this one,
 Couple of cadences, I sense beforehand for paces,
 Reverberation, silences, intonation, styles,
 That recreate rhythms, transformation in my anthems,
 I exclaim them with parts, my tone, and to everything,
 Melody to contradict a time or counter two,
 The life informs in harmony to be with you,
 Related let's form a set, to share it, 

 From the sonnet to the last alive verse.

 The certain thing has born between my affections,
 The fervor anxious to constitute it, tempo,
 In beautiful matter, this single prepares that it has occurred,
 Something technical has retained me, a sharp gesture,
 Dull unworthy excess, to the opposite propriety,
 Eminent, dizzy longing for the precious thing,
 That feeling when you exhale: mine,
 This pleasant conceit and sinful thought,
 Of liberating it of the improper romance, of vanity.



 Sole, a moment comprehends what's pure essence,
 Praised, spent by pristine filter,
 Grown older, worked as diamond ring,
 Not any hoop, nor silvering, neither gilding,
 However, well platinum, hard coin that lasts per centuries,
 I pretend that I find more crystalline beam,
 But, I have lied to my passive intellect,
 Real the assets of more value, alone circumscribed,
 In the lone document of the phenomenon that I refine.

 Instrument proclaimed the height of the moment,
 The vibration that produces in my senses,
 Intense quite, a little I shout, in nothing I stamp,
 I distinguish to be a qualitative sound, deep vocalize,
 Affection that spread to the maximum...
 Of every spectrum where my song travelled,
 Identical counterpoint to the metric interval,
 Delivered it come be, will is, it was in composition, work,
 Air propagator to the ear stimulus, word.


 Suffer as petal in tremulous tree,
 I sharpen my fangs into the pressure exerted,
 Against these lips that beg for your kisses,
 Your voice I want, passion I aspire,
 I outline my rites to the magician of my dream,
 It continue the letter by reverse,
 I thank for the eternal because you are divine,
 I do waive the expired thing, stick to the owner,
 Of the heart that synchronized in your way.

 I adore you widely, extend up to reducing it,
 Because understood it was unable to transfer it,
 Rested and baggy this pants, small my brake,
 It causes emotion to throw to the emptiness,
 Impression
to destination, I fill you with sex,
 Clandestine, seasoned, subversive, resistence,
 To falling down in the same thing, differing conceive,
 Extraordinary, superior, only begotten,
 The music that was charmed with, of my balance motif...

  
Love has begun handsome, lonesome I'm your companion.

Música

Simple, siento haber esperado por éste son,
par de cadencias, presiento por ritmos,
reverberación, silencios, entonación, estilos,
que recrean transformación en mis himnos,
los exclamo con partes, mi tono, y al todo,
melodía para contradecir un tiempo o dos,
la vida entera en armonia estar contigo,
afin formemos un conjunto, compartirlo,
desde el soneto al último verso vivo.

Lo cierto ha nacido entre mis afectos,
el fervor deseoso de constituirlo,
en lo hermoso, ésta gesta que ha acontecido,
algo técnico me ha retenido, un agudo gesto,
grave exceso indigno, al decoro contrapuesto,
anhelo conspicuo, vertiginoso por lo precioso,
aquel sentimiento cuando te exhalo mío,
ese pensamiento placentero y pecaminoso,
de liberarlo del amor impropio, del egoismo.

Sólo un momento comprende lo puro,
decantado, pasado por pristino filtro,
añejado, trabajado como diamante en anillo,
no cualquier aro, ni plateado, tampoco dorado,
mas, bien platino, duro que dure por siglos,
simulo que hallo rayo más cristalino,
pero, he mentido a mi intelecto pasivo,
verdadero el activo de más valor circunscrito,
en el único documento del fenómeno que afino.

Instrumento que proclamó la altura del momento,
La vibración que produce en mis sentidos,
Intenso todo, algo lo grito, en nada timbro,
Distingo ser sonido cualitativo, hondo lo digo,
Afecto que se propagó al máximo...
de cada espectro por donde mi canción viajó,
Contrapunto idéntico al intervalo métrico,
entregado será, es, fué en la composición,
aire propagador al oído estímulo.

Sufro como petalo en árbol tremulo,
afilo mis colmillos en la presión que ejerzo,
contra estos labios que ruegan por tus besos,
tu voz yo quiero, pasión aspiro,
perfilo mis ritos al mago de mi ensueño,
continuo el escrito por éste reverso,
agradezco al eterno porque eres divino,
prescindo de lo caduco, me aferro al dueño,
del corazón que se sincronizó en tu camino.

Te adoro amplio, amplío hasta reducirlo,
porque entendido quedó no poder transferirlo,
holgado éste pantalón, pequeño mi freno,
me causa emoción lanzarme al vacío,
impresión que te lleno con sexo a destino,
clandestino, aguerrido, subversivo, resistiendo,
a caer en lo mismo, difiriendo lo concibo,
extraordinario, superior unigénito,
la música que encantó, motivo de mi equilibrio.

martes, 19 de octubre de 2010

Food

 Voucher more proves, than demolishing bird, better in hand,
 How to invoke for food, fished in a portion desalted,
 Not neither in sea, nor in opposing river, mas, well in its backyard,
 And, but, it nourishes at least, uses as morsel,
 The lesson is an evidence, yes, to the change there is opposition, resistance,
 I persist in my existence, in my insistence pardon deserves,
 Do not leave me as deer that in the season he hunted,
 Equine this one returns to the sowed before being harvested,
 It is not going to be like a lightning in the same site sticking,
 If he wishes probably end system of illumination, until it is gelded,
 Always there is illuminated what one day was shaded.


 The dam is estimated if the hunger has attacked,
 For its quantity it processes up to the piece to have exhausted,
 Not in act, nor in procedure, neither it will be sentenced,
 And, if it does not cover the formalism, of little while to swallow it,
 I drink as madman the potion for suggestion of the tycoon,
 The supplement consists of trepidant sustenance for our steps,
 Do not be consumed to survive to what life you have called,
 This one pace moves its ends, and, also, the approved thing,
 Do not be going to believe, how does rate go to the cleanliness of its tail?
 If nag, vex, it will happen for persistent, and they will have barred every door,
 Before this feed of in the eternal object for reached.


This one portion has an struggle, is not done to begin for the hollow one,
 It is a creation for the ingestion of any fragment and me blank,
 Or, I change remain, become mute, but, calm I have my victualling foreseen,
 Of unprovided my provision falls to the pit, and the alcove is not less deep,
 I break as is chunk to so much of its minuscule size arranged in pieces,
 Everything produced this, a rut in my snarl, that I darn in jumble,
 The life is more than orifice, or hole in which I put you, major than gap,
 Where it will fit a dead man, and the goat to the mount goes of return,
 This one exceeds observation of foodstuff that I promote, go of retro!
 I come back to the beginning, the fast devil does not traverse because of it that God left,
 And I do not assimilate in my organism to the patronage of the free will that I possess,
 The aliment of this feeling that alive I support in my thought.