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Gabriel Lopez Poem
The splinter of a broken mirror
can show part of my face
and the world in which I survive.
The rest I can imagine
or maybe ... turn it into a dream.
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2013
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Gabriel Lopez Poem
Today to the awakening
you have asked me why you have been
the chosen one between so many people
and how is the form of my feeling.
so … I wrote you a list
moments that cause this deep love.
In the mornings when we open the eyes
I observe your free face of strange colors
and the hair tangled between my fingers
I have the woman of my dreams.
When you are looking yourself in the mirror
I approach to give you a kiss in the cheek
and we join our happy images
I see the woman of my dreams.
When we walk along the street in love
I take your hand and receive the heat of your body
mix of meat and flushed hearts
I go with the woman of my dreams.
During the dinner with friends
Our looks are constantly crossing
and in complicity … we smile.
I am with the woman of my dreams.
In the night in complete semidarkness
we dismiss the day shared
with a caress and a kiss.
I sleep with the woman of my dreams.
But though the years happen
and the children, already big, depart far,
again alone I will continue saying:
you are the beautiful woman of my dreams!
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2013
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Gabriel Lopez Poem
I feel as a perfect thief:
first I stole you a look,
afterwards a caress, a kiss,
until arriving to the valuable treasure:
your heart.
My lips smile, they express happiness;
my skin is bristled, expressed shyness;
my heart accelerates, expressed feelings.
You have gotten it: I fell in love with you.
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2011
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Gabriel Lopez Poem
A few years ago
I turned the corner of my life.
I remember those friends
who did not arrive
Thus,
I enjoy every day.
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2017
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Gabriel Lopez Poem
Flowers of paper
unreal and lying spring
kisses without love
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2011
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Gabriel Lopez Poem
Adored from the beginning of the times
blessed for gods
spilt in sacrifices.
Nothing equalizes your purity
liquid crystal that without rest
climb to the sky to throw yourself in eternal cycle.
But fools that human beings believe
get dark your body
looking like the mind of the perverse ones.
They disguise you with wastes
in order that you are equal to the earthly miseries.
They do not understand that you are more valued
that his shiny metal ingots
or papers drawn with false values
But resists … Do not decline!
The man goes towards his death
but you, forever …
on the Earth will survive
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2011
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Gabriel Lopez Poem
Where will have gone
those kisses
that we knew to give?
Where will be now
those that prudently
we should keep?
Silent, ardent,
lingering kisses;
we have given them life,
but they never will die!
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2011
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Gabriel Lopez Poem
You have tolerated big storms,
you remain imposing after the winds.
You seem weak in the fire
then the nature gives you another opportunity.
You sleep every winter
but you grow every spring.
Your branches go up to the sky
and your trunk looks like a giant.
How old are you?
Nobody knows.
How many battles have you seen?
Nobody can count them.
You live the History
and see our mistakes.
Always… the same mistakes.
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2011
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Gabriel Lopez Poem
Sphere of great beauty, witness of the times:
foundations, conquests, defeats and alliances.
You changed your face opening the masses,
separating extensions: America and Eurasia.
You tremble as boy, strong winds blow;
and play with the waves that beach in the costs.
Mother Earth, Pachamama, third planet of the system,
hundred of names with which we call you.
Today your children perforate you, black smoke drowns,
the waters are darkened and your forests raze.
I caress the floor, and I believe to offer you some calm;
because you cry, Mother Earth, but they don't see your tears.
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2011
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Gabriel Lopez Poem
You,
friend,
that rise
imposing
and vigorous.
Waved by the wind.
Inclining without being defeated.
Shaking your leafy and green branches.
Small drops of rain with which you are blessed.
Storms, droughts, fires; you have always survived.
Only one could.
Machine
Firewood
Chainsaw
Axe
Ash…
Progress
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2011
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