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Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes

Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes, 23 may 2012

Inalcanzable....

Daria mi vida porti, 
esperaria un segundo,
                    un minuto,
                          una hora,
                            dia tras dia,
    solo quisiera saber que podre verte una vez mas.
                                                                             Doy gracias a Dios.
                                                              Soy feliz ahora estas aqui. 
                                                         Ven con migo,
                                                   cierra tus ojos,
                                             seamos felices.
                                   Tengo miedo, 
                                temo caer.
 Pero necesito seguir, 
               necesito llegar a ti.
                                       Soy feliz,
                                        me llenas de luz,  
                 quisiera volar junto a ti y nunca dejar de sonar.
 Pero por ahora es suficiente saber que respiro el mismo aire que tu.
                       Es suficiente saber que mañana podre estar junto a ti. 
                                                         Sabiendo que siempre estare ahi.


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Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes

Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes, 18 may 2012

Lines

Long ago I wasn't sure of anything but I did know about lines. They were just beginnings. They were the starting of an entire life.
Long ago they were just the beginnings of circles. Yes, when I was younger and didn't know much. They were just that: Lines.
I loved lines!
As I became older, I found out that I wasn't so confused on the meaning of these lines but long broom these lines had changed in meaning.
I met people that made my lines different, difficult.
When, I encountered these people, I began seeing through these dumb lines.
I began to run into those whose lines didn't have beginnings but endings.
I bumped into individuals who sought a line not to make things better but to destroy.
They wanted to make me believe that these lines hurt.
They wanted me to thank these lines for making me less.
They wanted me to know that I had no chance to anything.
Sometimes, I found myself trapped within their lines, their lies.
Sometimes, I stopped before crossing these lines.
Sometimes, I feared these lines.
Sometimes I didn't want to try.
But now, I want to prove that I was right.
These lines are not different or dumb: I have a chance to be.
These lines are strong: I am stronger.
These lines do not, in any chance, break us apart but build us strong as a whole.
I want to like lines.
I want them to be lines again.


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Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes

Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes, 18 may 2012

If I could…

I would not
like roses but I do because you like them.
I would not
see the stars but they remind me of you.
I would not
like the sun but its light lets me see you.
I would not
wake up every morning but I want to see you once more.
 
I would not
smile but you make me happy.
I would not
breathe but I do not want to die.
I would not
love but I would have to be death.
I would not
die but I will because I would not survive if you leave me.
I would not
love you but I’m not death and I do.
I would not
wonder around but I can’t stop thinking of you.
I would not 
miss you but I don’t like to be without you.
I would not
like your eyes but I love the way you look at me.
I would not
love to kiss you but I touch your lips and I can’t stop.
I would not
be writing this but see what you do!
I would not keep you with me but everything that really matters will go a way.


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Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes

Jorge Luis Molina Fentanes, 18 may 2012

Enseñanza

Acércate.
Mira
Tengo guardado para ti, el pan oscuro del sufrimiento.
Acércate, te hare poco daño, más te ensenare como aplicarlo, para el gozó perpetuo de tu víctima.
No tengas miedo que conmigo conocerás, y entenderás, la verdad de la mentira, la claridad de lo oscuro, la razón de la locura.
Vuelve.
Aprende conmigo, el placer que anula la razón, que entumece el cuerpo.
Busca, busca…
Y cuando lo encuentres, anímate a mirarme de nuevo a los ojos, te cegaran más de lo que estas…
Y me amaras.

Algo que me fascina. En ningún momento pretendo tomar crédito por este escrito. Solo creo que es fantástico.


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