Bubbles ~ inside my chest~

And the bubbles ~ still acting and doing your job~

Fizzy

with all their colors ~ reflected by the sun~

or not reflecting hardly anything

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they are just tiny bubbles in a cauldron

~fleeting~ and sometimes useless
For Someone that see …They do that with a distant look or maybe because is beautiful to see and easy to flee
For me that blow it up and cast it in the air to everybody see

OH! No, they are  not indifferent feelings….it is despair
there was not a study for small and colorful bubbles…loose in the air

 

I think it  is because there is not time to sort them, measure them and finally label them….
So they are out there….Free and unknown
~thousands ~ inside my chest

Unfinished Love

while my Guitar Gently Weeps - partitura

She has a strange name
that initiate a spark

“Unspeakable”
(ensures peace to his unending love)

unknown hands strum
a desirable body

“Unforgettable”
(always in disguise…a love surrounded by )

leaving inside her heart
heavy words ~ fighting ~ to keep himself away

Loneliness
for not appears at the surface

that is what lies down by your side
at night, alone ~when you think~

“Unfinished”

Love?