There's no one 
Really
Who has the right
To make a life
And living out of
Pointing out
Shortcomings
To you
Because
There is enough
Good
In you
To be
Pointed out
Instead

And so it is
For anyone
Of us




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Remembering you

At any point
In your life
Fourty two years ago
Or maybe
Last week
There can be
A moment
When you see
That face
You hear
That voice
You read
Those words
And
All you think
Happily again
That one thought
Of
Remembering you



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Woman in a little red

car


If you saw me walking
Down the road
Out in the countryside
In Tuscany
Nobody around
And you drove that beautiful
Little red car
And
It was one of those
Hot days
At noon
And you saw me walking there
Chewing on a straw
And you got two thousands
Thoughts
Crossing your mind
All at the same time
And your heartbeat
Is going faster
Would you stop
For me


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 Your dreams

I have been looking
For a long time
For the answer
To this riddle
Of where these stars
Come from


You told me 
The secret
That you whispered
In my ear


Each dream 
You ever had
Was put there
In the sky
By you


Now I have stopped
Counting
But I definitely 
Have started looking


Every time 
I look
I see each of them
Turning into a dream





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Memory

I remembered
While I stand here
At the same place 
Where I played
In my childhood years

I was smaller then
And yet
It seemed
I was bigger
Too

I am a woman now
A lover
I feel
Beauty
From within

But the greatest
Memory of all
Which I keep alive
Is how I carelessly
Played and played
With
Those little waves
At my feet



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(Painting © by Vicente Romero Redondo)

Going back to Spain

I know

You left
Your country 
Hoping
For a better future
But now
You're brave enough
To go back
To Spain

It is never ever
Done
With a happy heart
Leaving your country
And your people
Behind
Being a duchess
With your heart
Ending up
Broken

How I wished
To see you happy
In coming back
To Spain

And see
Your land
Is still there
And the fountains

And the music
The beaches
And your memories
And the people
Who have waited
For you for so long

And I would love
To see you happy
Coming back
To Spain



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Warrior

I know
Life's battles
And you can 
End up
Wounded

I can not
Carry your pain
This was done
Before
And does not
Resolve
The pain
Of your wounds

But I can
Show you
Where you can
Heal yourself
And arm yourself
For the future

In fact
You know
Where to go
From here

It hurts me
To see
A wounded warrior

You can get stronger
From within
I can never
Do this for you
Even if I really wanted
To do this

I have seen
Who you are
And what you will achieve

Heal yourself
Warrior
Because
You are beautiful
Warrior
And strong

We need
Warriors
Like you

Not for mortal battles

But for
The freedom
Of yourself
And others

I will always know
That you are there


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music

i love to hand out
my favourite music
my favourite tunes

songs that i once played
or dreamed of playing
for others to hear
my flying carpet rides
and tales from another world
my way of touching
someone's heart
and just to hear you smile
as a bouquet of flowers
to you


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