One minute of your life
reached to read this poem
Where by the magnitude of the words
Make me express myself without pity
Give me a moment and let the words take you
To the memories kept on a feeling unveiled
Memories taquitos, quiet that are understood.
Put the wind in the stern
Let your soul fly
The secrets of pleasure are hidden and will come out when you forget the cry
And do not let it interfere
the stealthy suffering
That lodges behind the fog
And that leave you breathless
Just smiles and shows affection
To the moody ones who do not fear being judged
Which sometimes influence tedious attitudes
Boring time
Change the evil that dwells in you
Take your bags to the sentences that do not let you be free
And let the tranquility be divided
And that you throw happiness
Making a mark and erasing your gray days.
