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My Words...
"Opinions are like belly buttons...every body has one!"
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About Love...
"Interesting question...so many possible answers...
There was a time in my life when I used to think that I knew so much about love. Until the day I realized I really knew nothing and felt just as naive as a newborn who just opened his eyes for the first time. One thing I do know, is that love is like a wild and endangered animal. Everybody talks about love, everybody says they know about love but in reality, not too many people had the ability to say they had really seen or had love to the fullest. And that is because somehow, deep inside when we love like that, we want to be loved the same way back and that inequality hurts so much, even worst...it is so hard to admit..."
Real love is unconditional... not too many people can love like that!
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About happiness...
"Happiness on the other side is different to everybody. We all have our own concept of happiness in our hearts and minds, so happiness for one person is totally different to happiness to another human being. There is also happiness with love when you find it, or happiness when you have never been in love, because if we don't know love, it does not makes any difference in our lives..."
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BygoneDennis Estrada
Like a memory from the past,
like a tear in the dark,
your memory will fade away.
Bygone!
This is not Good by,
this is an I will see you soon
Somehow, somewhere
in another time,
in a trickle of a chance,
but for now I will be just that!
Bygone.
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Doncella Antillana
Dennis Estrada
Anide mi cuerpo ardiente y desnudo,
sobre tu arena mojada,
mientras el calido sol caribeno,
envidioso acariciaba mi espalda.
Las traviesas olas del mar,
celosas jugaban en la bruma,
y una suave brisa tropical,
refescaba mi calida alma.
Otros dias...
Ande tus caminos, subi tus colinas,
bese cada curva de tu cuerpo.
En tu vientre henchido,
senti tu pasion y tu fuego,
y tambien bebi tus lagrimas.
Aprendi a amarte en cuerpo y alma
mientras tu, bella doncella antillana
no decias nada.
Tantas veces desperte en tu regazo,
bajo un cielo puro de estrellas,
mientras los coquies,
y uno que otro mucaro amanecido,
nos cantaban serenatas.
Y mi amor por ti se acrecentaba.
Supe de muchos otros,
que tambien te amaron,
y de los muchos otros que solo abusaron,
tu candida belleza.
Aun asi te ame,
sin importar que tantos infieles,
cantaran a tu amor y a tu belleza.
Ahora en la distancia,
en un continente lejano,
extrano las calidas noches,
bajos tus traviesas palmeras,
donde por primera vez nos amamos.
Borinquen, Isla hermosa,
!Como te extrano!
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Crying in your sleep
Dennis Estrada
After the embrace of love,
came the embrace of sleep,
head full of unspoken dreams,
between my lover and friend.
I woke up as I felt,
the quivering of your body,
and the whimpering from your lips.
Maybe sad memories of the past,
shadows I can not view.
But it was not hard for me to see
you were crying in your sleep.
I tightly sheltered you with my body,
as I gently pressed silent kisses on your cheeks.
But in the darkness of the room, you kept on crying...
An hour before,
I feasted on your sweet lips,
now in darkness I tasted your sour tears.
Since I am not your judge,
just your present lover,
tell me my love,
tell me if you would,
and only if you let me,
what should I do,
to stop you from crying in your sleep!
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English poems from my book "From Lust to Love"
Spanish poetry from "Amor, dolor y otras mierdas..."
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