Season

 So, we are in the middle of that season 

Where you plague my dreams

Where you are a stranger, an acquaintance, a friend and a lover

When I wake up thinking a lot about you

I always wonder

Do I stumble upon your dreams as often?

Is it a burden?

Does it leave you puzzled?

I always get nostalgic

Well, dreams only accentuate my nostalgia

Yesterday we were doing parkour (silly right?)

Today I was in a theater with you, holding your hand

I will always have my dreams to visit you

To see and touch you

Will still love you as much as real life

Because in reality that life is a just a dream now

Tomorrow

 Escuchando música sonó una canción

Tomorrow de Morrissey 

Y siempre pienso/recuerdo

Que esa era la canción 

Con la que quería proponerte matrimonio

Mi idea era hacer algo estilo INXS

Mientras te llevaba en el auto

Iba a hacer que varios de mis amigos (Luis, Edgar, etc)

Se pararan en una esquina de un semáforo 

Y que mientras la canción sonaba

Cada uno con un cartel te iba mostrando la canción + que te casarás conmigo

(Rubén terminaba la canción haciendo la parte de la guitarra)

Siempre jugaba con esa idea, cómo hacerlo, con quien conversar primero, etc…

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Es gracioso, nunca mas pensé en casarme con alguien más, y solo tuve ese pensamiento contigo, funny how everything works… 

Heart Attack (Intro)

 Es más lo que no ves, que lo que ves. No hay monstruos visibles pero no quiere decir que no exista lo paranormal 

Investigadores. Una casa abandonada, la ventana se mueve débilmente (no hay viento), la madera cruje con pasos, las ventanas se humedecen sin calor aparente. Una cortina tintinea. Los vellos de la nuca se erizan sin razón. Aullidos lejanos. Una televisión vieja hace como que quiere prender y el enchufe atrás hace corto circuito.

Eres Phineas Willoughby

Eres Gadea Lynnde

Eres Ricardo Fuentes Sotamayor

Eres Rachel Hackshaw

Eres Jill Hackshaw

Eres Alex Empire

Y ahora todo comienza…

(Fin Del Intro)

I would definitely

I would definitely wear your legs around me like a necklace

I would definitely drink you up until nothing else drips

I would definitely make my tongue dry while you get wet

I would definitely convert minutes into hours

I would definitely loose myself between each hair

I would definitely swim in those pearly eyes

I would definitely reset time

I would definitely 

I would

Changes

Changes 

They are scary

They are something to think about

To ponder

To review on your own

I have changed many times

They all have

The biggest one?

Miles away

Thousands of miles

And still, I see changes here 

At this time now I’m still thinking about changes

I’m a loon still 

Fun loon that is

A loon that can change how he moves and swirls and thrusts, but the same one underneath

I’m willing to change every time

Can you positively say that you have? 

I’m my mind you can, make sure you do

A mile away

I want to crawl beneath your blouse

Drown in your eyes

Make a splash in your creamy skin

Read your flesh with my finger tips

Taste every pore

Your fragrance like honey dew

The sheets could make a cocoon

Only two

Only moans

When I see you

When I see your smile 

(It crooks)

I wonder

I day dream

And you still look like a mile away

Are you?

Well…

Are you the simplest creature to roam about?

Is there a moment in time where seconds surpass hours?

Like a free loader that is just “crashing by”

Are you the one that needs some adjustment?

Black cats are not witches best friend

A witch best friend is the devil

Well… 

I actually saw that on a show

Ultimately, pay no attention to what you see in tv

Are you an artist then? Or perhaps an atheist?

God roams about 

But she is not the simplest creature

Are you certain that you live there?

Is not a state of mind, is just the mind playing tricks

I know a coin trick though

Hocus pocus shit, but I’m not a witch

No sir

Are you from Brazil, Spain, Italy or perhaps Japan?

Weird as it sound, I believe in a higher power

Are you sure you are not an artist?

Reality is a tricky thing

Dreams have a bigger landscape

I have seen you there, kiss you there

Are you real?

Well…

Are you?