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I'm not needy but... Some times I just need you Is it hard to conceive why? Whether fly or shy I want to be near you It soothes me to feel you Is it so bad that some times ...I miss you Those that mean I need you? I don't want a ring tho Is that why I'm weird yo? An attraction towards you A force I yearn for Further more or So therefore I indulge forth With no reproach I hope like I said before I don't think I'm needy But I have things I need you there for

Woke up on the wrong side of the moon He texted looking for his baby I replied that it was not here But not from his lack of trying Called inviting me to watch dancers Which I like But the ballet was closed That late at night So I declined Slept on the wrong side Under the sun You told me my company is fun With her you walk but together we run It's funny How I lost him It's how I keep you Laying down

          "If you can dream it, you can do it. " Walt Disney

Gracias por leerme. Por favor visitenme en: Amazon.com Encontrara alguno de estos y otros nuevos poemas en mi nuevo libro. "Palabras Contra el Aire" de Luz Herrera http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00XB5G5U0 p.s. No puedo sin ustedes, donde quiera que esten... Gracias nuevamente! (Cada Libro es differente- en cada idioma tiene su contenido)

Thank you for reading me.  Please visit me on: Amazon.com  You will find some of these and other new poems in my new book. "Words Against Wind" by Luz Herrera (me) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00XB5GBTK  p.s. I couldn't do it without you, wherever you are... Thank you again! (Each book is different- each language has its own content)

Birds singing outside my window Perhaps an everyday conversation Or reproach for what a bird has flown  Maybe a song of lament or arrogance For us which ears it is to reach Even filled with vengeance or hopes A song of longing Full of memories A soul in a state of idleness Tied in by romanza At a tree's edge Filling the void with shrillness Of beautiful symphonies Translation: "Las Aves Cantan" September 25, 2014

Simple Days... Those Happy Ones... Are not they.

Cuando llega  No sale con nada Clandestina en su mirada  Razón fuerte tramada Una piedra con su espada

When I left you Thusly hope Those better times From Dictation Witness regret ion Of those times died And that blood shed Was the Color Red I left behind When I left you Passing times Blended tresses Undeniable Taino African traces A hint of colony Stained Cast intertwined  Light stares and Tainted faces Images engraved When I left you Time did not wait  Still saw you as I remember The ticking never ending Your traces changing Light tress Blank stare Sorrow face then As the ground stopped It was unearthed  All I saw of you was taken Royal colors erected Purple and bit of yellow Waived as you pass Your favorite colors Or so I thought When I left you