viernes, 6 de junio de 2014

"The lovers , Tango"

                                                 

                                       
                                                     


                                                        "The Lovers, Tango"
                                                                              (Tango)
                                                                To the mythical ... "Charles Chaplin"

They do not see that ... his gaze is directed towards me ...
As so often.
It seems to say love me,
 so anxious, I hope.
I decided to switch roles with her beloved ...
"public" to "hero".
She knows this agony
 what about her, I feel.

I fell as if this were a dream,
 the "leading lady" of the film.
With this reality I live, there are no differences,
 it is only less miserable and vile ...
Tired both, both pretend ...
we communicate with thought.
Sometimes I dream that sleep in my arms.,
in a fantastic evening, with music.

Thrown to infinite joy,
and well I see, I get excited.
Zip around your body cool,
leave nothing to carelessness.
I love your dark eyes, dark hair,
and her stunning breasts.
Sometimes I whisper insinuating voices in the distance
then she answered me with a subtle smile.

It was ... in that first time,
when I realized that I was singing to me.
That day I was sitting in the "row" twenty-six
and overwhelmed, with emotion.
Shyness ... I almost go ...
But then, I decided to face the happy moment.
I am among those who never "boast" of that embarrassment,
by stoicism endure misery.

I decided to go through that "rigid boundary,
I mean, the "virtuality" of the screen.
 A dream never absolves the "vigil"
 if true, suggests other things.
The "Usher" has become my accomplice ... with my fantasy ...
He offers me the best places.
Better, I hurried to "declare" ...
it was that next week "up" ... The movie ...

       Daniel H Guasti / pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar

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