Andresko

Andresko

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The Lion

English

So I went to talk to the wisest tree on earth again, looking for advice, while I was being followed by the Lion.
– Hello, I need some help.
– Why are you running?
– I am running so the Lion stays away
– He is not following you, he would never dare to harm you with his claws.
– But he is dangerous and whether I escape or confront him, he will still roar from the bottom of his entrails and will show me his huge fangs and anger.
– He will roar for ever, beyond your reach, beyond your eyes.
– So what to do? He might not cover my cheeks with blood, but the people from the village.
– It is easy my good friend, It is the cage.
– But he is free, he sees upwards and forward.
– Then talk to the stars and walk in his future.
– I don’t undersand
– I know a very good trick that can help you: go home and bring your mirror, the one you like to use to stop concealing yourself, the one you use to show yourself your kindness.
– And then?
– Then, every time he starts roaring and taking a swipe at the wind and the sun, just look into the mirror and perceive his true image…

Perhaps

English

Perhaps It is true
perhaps I should walk away from fantasy land
perhaps I should demolish my hope and come back to reality
perhaps I should live a normal life
perhaps I should stop being naive

Perhaps It is true
perhaps I should forget my ideals and principles, once for ever
perhaps I should go further
perhaps I should buy a house, a dog, get married and invest in the stock market
perhaps I should forget all what I believe in

Perhaps It is true
perhaps I have been waiting too long
perhaps no one will ever stop climate change
perhaps poor people will be always poor
perhaps there is no change

Perhaps It is true
perhaps there is no such thing as true love
perhaps people really do not know where to go as I do
perhaps people just hurt other people
perhaps people are just selfish and mean
perhaps people are just people
perhaps people just are

Perhaps It is true
perhaps I should just go again and talk to the wisest tree on earth,
to listen and to see what I shouldn’t

Or perhaps not
and I will just forget the non sense
open my eyes and walk down to the center
and do what I always do

Keep smiling 🙂

Junto a ti

Español

Y no supe que hacer esta mañana
cuando ya no te encontré junto a mi almohada
tus cabellos absorbían mi espacio
y las sabanas no podían alegrarse pues no estaban solas
estabas tú
entre mis sabanas y mi cuerpo
durmiendo descalza
con tu gran sonrisa
esperándome a cada momento

Como quisiera que estés aquí
para tocarte nuevamente
entre estas líneas indecisas
entre las líneas de la cama
de nostalgia y silencio…

Conversaciones con el sol

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Entonces llegó el sol y comenzaron a discutir:

– Qué tienes hermano?
– Mi alma está cansada, falta de paz, un poco perdida entre las nubes.
– Ya has caminado suficiente, has cruzado el valle de las sombras y perturbado tu espíritu más que ningún otro. Nunca nadie lo hizo como tú. Ya has ido hasta el cielo con tus alas y tu propia luz brilla incandescente sobre la ciudad. Ya has caído hasta tus pesadillas y luego despertado con la luz de la madrugada…
– No es suficiente.
– Cuando vas a detenerte?
– No lo sé…
– No te basta con todo lo que has descubierto acaso?, con todo lo que has abrazado con tus sentidos? Tu eterno movimiento me desconsuela…
– Pero no he tocado el amor
– Cómo no?
– Pues no, soy prisionero.
– Mh!… (lo miraba con desazón, intentando comprender a este ser errante).
– Así es, soy prisionero, no puedo despertar de mis sueños y mis deseos. No puedo elegir. Pues mi elección está escrita hace millones de años, sobre mi alma etérea. No puedo cerrar los ojos, abrirlos nuevamente y caer en la gracia. Pues el cielo ya lanzó su tormenta cíclica sobre mi camino. Pues vivo en el amor y desde el amor. Hasta controla mis movimientos.
– Y no consigues la libertad desde el amor?
– No, mis raíces se extienden más allá del fondo del planeta, estoy tan sujeto que no tengo escapatoria. Me desdoblo entre dos mundos, entre la levedad y el peso de mi cuerpo.
– Pero crees acaso que no eres suficientemente fuerte para soportar la tormenta?
– No es la tormenta lo que me confude, no es asunto de fortaletza, mi piel parece suave, pero bajo ella hay mil años de locura
– Entonces que?
– Ya basta de preguntas, ya basta de tanta cordura, mejor nos sentamos sobre esa gran nube y observamos hacia abajo y tal vez hacia arriba otra vez…

Sobre el amor

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El amor es tocar cada centímetro de tu cuerpo
es abrazarte y decidir por ti junto a mi cada segundo
es besarte encontrando toda tu inmensidad apocalíptica
es sentir que estás en mi cama, soñando conmigo
es saber que tanto más allá puedo ir y desafiar el caos de mis entrañas
es encontrar el límite ardiente del deseo en una expresión pura e inverosímil

El amor es el destierro de la razón
el ocaso absoluto de cualquier negación
es el sí
el sí más humilde, honesto e ingenuo que existe

El amor es mirarte en mis memorias
y contemplar como volamos juntos entre las estrellas

El amor es artefacto antiguo
perdido por ahí
esperando por el descubrimiento más importante del siglo

El amor es tu verdad y la mía
mi libertad junto a la tuya
mis espacios junto a tus anhelos
desde mi inconsciente hasta tu espalda desbaratada

El amor es mi piel de terciopleo
sonrojada por tus caricias
tus ojos azules y el punto en tu nariz
que se cruzan delante de mi futuro

El amor es un eterno desequilibrio
un cometa que cae y cae para desaparecer
pues hierve, hierve la sangre, las arterias y todo eso microscópico
que juntos navegamos

El amor es mucho más que una palabra
más que un sentimiento
más que un deseo nocturno
más que tu y yo
más que esperarte cada noche
más que el cielo, los astros y el frío invierno
es la nada en su universo infinito…

Someone

English

I want someone.
I want someone who wants to listen to me and my random stories every day
I want someone who cares about me whenever and wherever
I want someone who smiles at me
I want someone who can keep me while I am traveling around
I want someone to build up a story
I want someone to look after
I want someone from a different world, just like me
I want someone who hugs me at night when Its cold
I want someone to talk to, to kiss and to touch
I want someone who takes care of me every once in a while when I hurt my self accidentally
I want someone who understands my complexity
I want someone who can read my moods and challenge them
I want someone to fight for
I want someone to fight with
I want someone who fights for us and for the world
I want someone to start a new path to follow together
I want someone who stays in my bed and goes thru my dreams
I want someone who can see the future as I do
I want someone willing to receive all I have to give
I want someone who holds me tight before falling
I want someone who wants someone like me
I want someone to share my life with
I want someone to love
…are you just an illusion?

Sangre

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Vas y vas corriendo a través de mis venas
media perdida y un poco desarmada
divagando sobre la nada y el suplicio rojo
buscando la salida de este cuerpo errante
traicionero
por tus preguntas me detengo a buscarte
y no te encuentro
por que no te encuentro? si estas dentro mi,
en cada paso te siento más cercana
como si fueras mariposa
con tus colores inevitables

Cada suspiro
cada cigarrillo
cada palabra en ese lenguaje incomprensible que escapaba de ti
fue un tanto confuso, como siempre
y empecé a buscarte otra vez
pero, por que no te encuentro?

La sangre no miente
pero si las estrellas y la luna
y el hemisferio completo
con sus anhelos impredecibles
que se jactan frente a mi
con su voz enorme
y sus anhelos instantaneos

Mi anhelo volvió a la cama junto al tuyo,
hace siete segundos
tuvimos un poco de suerte
pues volaron juntos sobre el océano…
…pero, por que no te encuentro?

Statement

English

For the first time and for ever I state my happiness
I pronounce its vowels with silence
From my frustrated papers
Which walk around and talk nonsense
I know, from today, I can walk straight ahead
The sweetness hasn’t disappear at all
It just went out for a while
To share some time with the seagulls
And to dream a bit while smashing the fish
But, how to bring the afternoon back?
It was not here, not there
Not even in my hands
Not even in my black eyes
Not even in the mist of my imagination

Spark

English

So there was the yellow spark crumbling down in tiny pieces, he couldn’t stop stalking it, such lightness was the only blind spot he ever had, but then the majestic ocean top up his ambitions, and yes, It was the darkness falling over the exhausted spark which finally drained on the relentless ocean…

Next morning he woke up and the sun was burning his face, then, as the light covered his skin and his dry fingers, everything came to a clear end. The strange dream about this magic spark couldn’t be just a coincidence; it couldn’t be just another tour around the city. So he decided to go forward, and rode his horse for a couple of hours till he reached the ocean. There she was, naked and dusty, but staring at him with an erotic enthusiasm. No one would ever avoid her again, because she had returned from the deep ocean to become a star…

Slowly, the shy drops from the fog filled her body and the dust disappeared. He couldn’t rescue her anymore; she was already shinning and floating over everybody else. Such lightness can not be seen so often in this world and the tenderness of the short moment, where the ground finally touched the clean and floating star, can only be recorded under the deep space between the imagination and the dreams.