The advices of the heart

Do not remember me because I could be
lover, mother, friend, angel
Remember me because I was
a human being
meat and heart
blood and tears
Do not remember my name
to remind you that you had a dream
Remember the name
to forget in the days
when life will seem too real
Do not remember my lips
bitten in the morning
Remember the bitter taste
when you 'had them no more
Do not remember the warmth of my skin
moving between the lines of your body
Remember the cold
of your embrace that was not true
Do not remember the smiles
lying under the summer sun
Remember the vacuum urle
who left an eclipse
on what we called
love

Lisbon (Apr 2010)

Without hurting

Who will pay
the victim
or the executioner?
I go away
I am not sure
who will feel loneliness

I'm leaving tonight
feeling nostalgic
and now who knows how many
times changing the idea
that you got of me ...
our story cry
that smell of good simplicity
can you cure the soul
away,

but without hurting the hands!
It 's so that changing places and getting lost,
I'm here to ask romantic gesture,
My Majesty
the court
outside
there is a bunch indomitable

I am sure who is killed by nostalgia,
and now who knows how many castles crumble down.

Our tale is cryng,
that smell of good fragility
can I cure the soul
departing
but without getting hurt

Without hurting yourself

Peace

The immense life breeze
pushes away like to fail
on clear skies
one step away when life die
birds and branches still in your eyes
you climb to the top with those knees
and the whole world will breath down
to make you rock
and watch the sun again
then closethe eyes as ever
and ask forgiveness if
brother sometimes you made me hurt
I could be like you
a magician and an angel immortal
Peace to us that we had many times
lost the light of simplicity
when it was the day of the born
and the first cry was a cry
and the child is a man
that dunno how to say
his name
but he was flying above a meadow
and its wings were opened
guidance of those poets
that one day strayed
Peace to whom dunno how love everyday
what they do not have
and what they dunno to have forever
lost in the chasm between the risk and fear
Peace to you for what you gave
and for everything you never gave
and so never alone found a heart
perhaps a human one
under a sky
maybe caged by branches
now you can feel free
a man
in peace

C.A