WASTELAND

I have no time, to take a walk, my fantasy world, I just want to tell , I found love, in a vacant lot , full of fragrant flowers . I shook my gaze, just to see it , and I felt in my veins , a torrent of blood , the flush of my face, it was noted in her eyes , and she with your indulgence , I look with love. I felt a desire fragile , to hold her in my arms , I dreamed one night , know your eyes , stroking her hair , at one time , and the wasteland that make it mine , but this was a dream , and this moment was real, needles in my body felt , stitches in my chest , and pain, not to say I love you , forever love. JUAN CARLOS VILLANUEVA