EXALTATION

ALFREDO CUERVO BARRERO - PORTELETES (ESPAÑA)

Who you are that you have appeared in my life,
without I in any moment look for you?,
that just by a look it has been enough you,
to force to my eyes to that you don't stop you to look.
Who are that just by one second,
have you already been able to steal my exalted heart?,
that you have me caught and I cannot escape without pain.

And who are that today I have seen you once again,
passing before my life,
and again my mind has been created a world,
in the one that only your you existed.
A world in the one that the air that I breathe,
it returns me part of your soft sighs,
a world in the one that the sky clouds,
they become your eyes, in your hair,
in your lips, in all that that of you desire,
a world in the one that all the sounds that surround me,
they are reflective of your soothing voice,
that they whisper me to the hearing,
beautiful words that give my interior peace.

I only want to be eternally with you,
to unite my world to yours so that you see what I sit down,
to have you so near me that listens until your silence,
to sound in my dreams and to die if I wake up.

You mean everything in this life for me,
I don't still know you but I know that it is this way,
I know that we have been born to love us,
I know that what I sit down for you is authentic.

I only want that it arrives tomorrow see again,
to try to come closer more to you,
to see if little by little I get you to make happy.
Do you know?, is all this new for me,
I don't know how to behave, I don't know if I must be this way,
I don't know if you truly like I,
if all this love that torments me will give its fruits.

I don't know what will afford us the tomorrow,
But I hope the destination crosses our lives,
the same as yesterday made cross our looks.

They are so many the things that I want to live with you!,
that I already begin to forget me and of my friends,
that I already begin to tremble with your presence for my beats.
¡ They are so many the new feelings that now sit down!,
that I would become crazy if you told me, Ey that I don't love you."

But the days pass and still spoken not you,
something prevents to behave naturally,
I do you with another people and I don't stop to feel bad.
At nights I can already sleep hardly,
from where I have to take out the forces,
to come closer without fear toward you?.

Where I have to look for to understand all this,
to tranquilize to this whole pain that I sit down?.
It always arrives tomorrow with the same history,
with you far without for me the hours pass,
with your image being traced in my thought,
with strange feelings that you tell me that you are only a dream.

It always arrives tomorrow and anything never happens,
my longing depresses me for not having you when I return alone to house,
when at nights I remind you crying in my bed,
when I realize that I lose the time with all my desires.

And the months pass and you have not still spoken to me,
how you want that he loves you,
if I give you all that you are not giving me,
if the illusions that don't feed,
they die sooner or later.

If all this that I sit down for you is not corresponded me,
only in my dreams I already believe myself able to be with you.
During this whole time I have only thought of you,
I put you above everything, even of me,
and this is what I have received to change,
only pain, is this to what you/they call love?,
is it as well as can this feeling make you happy?,
is it that it simply consists on suffering?.

The truth is that I am already tired,
perhaps I idolized you too much,
perhaps still he doesn't know what is to love,
perhaps I invented myself a goddess to the one that to be able to adore.

Who you were that you have achieved,
to stay forever in my interior?
That your image makes me dream so far,
that many times I get lost,
and when returning I no longer remember what was to be me,

That you have provoked me so many questions,
to those that I have not still been able to find solution.
Who you were that you woke up in my,
feelings that he didn't know?,
that you occupied most of the time,
that I no longer have then you in the bottom you have never been mine.