Asi la vida.

Cuando la tristeza se encuentra cerca de mi es facil escribir sobre tantas cosas, el abanico de posibilidades se amplia y las palabras fluyen casi por arte de magia. Sin embargo cuando mi vida pasa por momentos de tranquilidad y podriamos decir, hasta de felicidad, se me complica sobremanera hablar o plasmar la situacion actual que vivo.

Me estoy dedicando a observar y ser participe del crecimiento de la persona mas maravillosa e inocente que he conocido en toda mi vida, a tratar de enseñarle lo que a mi juicio es lo mejor (pero vaya que es dificil), me dedico a pulir los detalles que pueden ser fundamentales para su futuro.
Soy la mitad de las manos que ella necesita para crecer sin temores e inseguridades, soy la mitad de los ojos que ella necesita para observar los caminos menos sinuosos, soy la mitad de las piernas que ella necesita para transitar en lugares sin fango.
Estoy enamorado de ella, y creo que por primera vez en mi vida, no hay paranoia tan extrema que me impida ver la pureza del amor.
Te amo princesita.
Lennon escribio esta cancion a su hijo Sean, asi que yo la tomo prestada y se la dedico a mi hermosa Sabina.


Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)
Close your eyes, Have no fear, The monsters gone, He's on the run and your daddy's here
Beautiful, Beautiful, beautiful, Beautiful Boy
Before you go to sleep, Say a little prayer, Every day in every way, It's getting better and better
Beautiful, Beautiful, beautiful, Beautiful Boy
Out on the ocean sailing away, I can hardly wait, To see you to come of age, But I guess we'll both, Just have to be patient, Yes it's a long way to go, But in the meantime
Before you cross the street, Take my hand, Life is just what happens to you, While your busy making other plans

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Julia Rios 23 de julio de 2009, 12:32  

Encontre tu blog x casualidad al buscar una imagen de chris cornell..me pareces una persona muy cool....la eterna sombra de la melancolia...por aki nos veremos seguido ya que me encanto como escribes y pues...nada que me veo reflejada en ti en estos precisos momentos de mi vida....shao...

Biogràfico

Well I got a bad liver and broken heart, yeah,
I drunk me a river since you tore me apart
And I don't have a drinking problem, 'cept when I can't get a drink
And I wish you'd a-known her, we were quite a pair,
She was sharp as a razor and soft as a prayer
So welcome to the continuing saga, she was my better half, and I was just a dog
And so here am I slumped, I've been chipped and I've been chumped on my stool
So buy this fool some spirits and libations, it's these railroad station bars
And all these conductors and porters, and I'm all out of quarters
And this epitaph is the aftermath, yeah I choose my path, hey, come on, Kath,
He's a lawyer, he ain't the one for ya
No, the moon ain't romantic, it's intimidating as hell,
And some guy's trying to sell me a watch
And so I'll meet you at the bottom of a bottle of bargain Scotch
I got me a bottle and a dream, it's so maudlin it seems,
You can name your poison, go on ahead and make some noise
I ain't sentimental, this ain't a purchase, it's a rental, and it's purgatory,
And hey, what's your story, well I don't even care
'Cause I got my own double-cross to bear
And I'll see your Red Label, and I'll raise you one more,
And you can pour me a cab, I just can't drink no more,
'Cause it don't douse the flames that are started by dames,
It ain't like asbestos
It don't do nothing but rest us assured,
And substantiate the rumors that you've heard
Tom Waits