I am, by Isaure Saint Martin

I am

I can’t lay in darkness no more,

If I’m alive, then,

Bid the light to come in,

So I could wash in

Its golden rays,

Awakening my tired skin,

Whispering something new in my heart and soul,

Burning me if it has to.

I don’t want to lay in darkness anymore,

I’m way too alive for that,

Even If I seem to forget it sometimes,

Come, come and remind me

I am.

Como la flor Mira el sol, Como el mar Mira las profundidades, Mi corazón,

My heart is porcelain made. Every time you try to take it in y… It vanishes as a dream, Making you wonder If it ever happened,

I feel it at night, The touch of a ghost On my ignorant body, The softeness of dew In between my thighs,