, painter, illustrator, writer and poet, Argentina. Born in 1961 in the Federal district of Caballito, Argentina. He has published 4 books: "Woman Whisper" 2005, "Labyrinth of feelings" 2007, "Feelings of a Woman" 2008, "The you and I "2009. He has participated in several "Anthologies" at home and abroad. His paintings are pre-Columbian aboriginal style art. He currently works in radio ARINFO "Poetry and something more" in Argentina. From then until today continue to learn from life.
POEMS
'M DYING
'm dying
feel that the flame goes
This
love throwing it bluntly
The universe brightly
Forgive my errors, defects
is part of the two
You have yours I accept
To go on loving
With all this passion
Beating from deep
In my heart
Just give me a sign.
LABYRINTH OF LOVE
We played a trick on
Among the many ways
ours found
We also joined us away.
In the maze
find anyone else
With your eyes, skin, perfume
was in vain.
Nothing Like Me
fool I was not happy
I decided to stay single
Within the
until
Love
The path of life
leads us to go
This deep
Sweet, sour and soft
Labyrinth of love.
LOVE
Loving It a universe
For two
Sharing Feelings
more profound.
Amarte
in complicity with the infinite
Fusing our bodies
.
Amarte
to die is to live a dream
Eternal.
MI ONLY CRIME
My only crime was loving
Feeling,
wish you believe in true union
of two bodies and souls
Intertwined in perfect harmony
Forming a single
If that was my only crime
I plead guilty!
ADVERSITY
have trees
Which seems
only seem fragile
Weak Since not crack or break
That enraged
by loving cover
With land, invading
Your space. Flores
beautiful
That wanting to uproot
sink their bones
But more importantly
In this age where everything goes as
As Discepolín said:
A thief and a great teacher.
Some people
not sold or bought
I am so
And you?
IF I COULD ...
If I could love you just once ...
you felt me \u200b\u200b absolute surrender
To love and desire.
to close your mind
and open your senses and your soul.
If I could ...
kidnap you for a day of your loneliness
Populated lies
As motionless on a wall drawings
Claiming to be the life.
Claiming to be the life.
jailing
A blue bird wings your great
That can not fly because you do not leave it.
If I could ...
But I can not ...
to put in jail because you made me prisoner.
Because when I need you I put myself chains.
Because I do not see the prison from outside.
Because the love you leave me freedom and desaprendí forgotten
save mode of sadness.
HAD A DREAM
I had a dream
On this cold afternoon
Of kisses and humidity
-wall Sheets
Silent
In conjunction two bodies
One
Shocked by passion, love
Impossible
describe only you can feel
SSC
In the mutual rose
Perpetual love.
Today I present to Maria Elena Sancho, I met her because she came to me about my blog baby poems. I put the category "Poems voice, and Maria Elena kindly contact me through of an email he sent me two audio in which she recited his own verses. And I got on the Blog with all the love she deserves that offering, I remember I was very happy. As people began to respond.
case you did not know I opened the blog of poems with the intention that those lovers of literature have a place to publish their writings, non-profit with it But people did not answer honestly had just five people. As well I could not go ahead with my dream, but good so I threw myself into the adventure of writing, I picked up strength and I started posting things about me, at first very afraid of the truth, but I have to thank you so much because thanks to those who follow me and you're by my side, I write and publish things about me, but not to forget others, and learn of them and you, too. Hope you like Maria Elena, I leave the link of one of its blogs, if you will follow as I go on. María Elena Thanks for your cooperation and your friendship, and thanks to all who follow my posts from my heart I love you.
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