Friday, July 23, 2010

Saa7130 Hl Mercury Driver

The prettiest, the darker



Morena divine complexion,
with the halo of whiteness
airy, beautiful and pure
that radiates to every corner.
Santa Rosa pilgrim
of grace Ambassador
that everyone who begs
tears cure a wound
and turns the lost soul
its protective candle.

That casting his mantle
from the top of the sand.
That which soothes the pain,
the pain and disappointment.
is clean and holy name
which is prayer and supplication.
And always the Canaries
humble pride
that everyone read
with your name, Candelaria.



Friday, July 9, 2010

The Effect Light Has On Living Things






querencia Seville is your vassal.
You pays homage and worship you.
The light of your hope is his flag,
his shield the heart of a wall.

not get their favor with the battle
or even weapons of beauty.
Just more humble and accurate
Hope you never fails.

As much as I say otherwise
You win without rule and without cravings
his love sighing slides.

And the people win every day,
Hope it wins to see your eyes
and grace of God with your smile.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Instead Of Period I Have A White Discharge

Sevilla's smile Elena's Hope (photo Barchi007-Flickr.com) Judgement



Your Hope moves everything.

waters are stirred up.

You put everything upside down

and your beauty too high.

Down, up, sideways

joy accompanies you

up your beautiful face and

excellence that will permeate

every street corner

and there where needed!


You put everything in place,

well let things clear:

your face with the charm

faith and your hope.


is synonymous with joy

your light, your aura, your elegance.

The clamor to see

in your step is contagious.

And yet the penalty

is still in your face.

But ... How is that possible?

What could be the cause,

if be as Triana

never lack nothing

If you take flow of love,

if you are charming spaces,

summit of beauty if you

and also full of grace?

Why the sigh then

when you touching the dawn?


see this is meant only

grief so bitter that

is due to have gone

home for a few hours

as for your son than

also weep with nostalgia.


But when can nte crosses

short to make you

the way to Sevilla

and feel like home

for you, in joy, the tears will

and silence will be palms,

Ti by Bell will

ringing Santa Ana;

and every street, Purity

and hill every square

and between breath and sigh

will Triana Sevilla.


And the tears flooded

with the elegance of your grace

after plunging into the eyes

in your deep eyes,

the town becomes a river

of compliments and praise,

for always lead

-where you go-

like a blessed flow

in the sea of \u200b\u200byour Hope.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Milena Velba White Shirt




SECTION: Public this entry again because, mistakenly deleted it along with other dedicated to the Esperanza Macarena = (-. I apologize to those who commented. This poem can not disappear just like that.


Proclamations confidence
to anyone who wants it.
You do shorten the wait
to bring Hope.
Contigo no remembrance
to open an old wound.
Only your face transfixed
of sweetness and love
to forget the pain
of any lost soul.

And I, not to be outdone,
I ask advice and fortune.
raise my dress to impress
where your eyes serene.
Like any macareno
'm feeling you close
and my heart proud
only praise your presence
and perceive in deference
as I hold out your hand.

enough for me alone, Lord,
look of your light.
not need anything else
to feel better.
Your essence decrease pain
and each wound suture.
What a beautiful counterpart
produces only see me,
sentenced to death because you
while You give me life.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Moab Utah April Temperature

life shines humble




Star She still comes in the afternoon,
transparent, brilliant in its way.
Looking which no is the first,
in tears and grace shines and burns.

It looks in its beauty without fanfare,
in essence called Triana.
with it and a star is not fantasy,
-so that the people wait for their light-

How many lights shine up there?
The same thanks to the sweetness,
like so many passions in a verse.

But only one passed this screening,
grief as neither her beauty wanes,
eclipses the star and universe.