I LOVE YOU

I LOVE YOU


I love you like to be the ultimate redemption
of a crazy to perpetuate itself
in the most diverse frames that could conceive,
missing and empty eyes, and played upon nothing
approaching he would never have
unless the folly of the dreamers.
I love how no notion that gets
involved on the most sordid network
of imprecise and steady solitude.
I love you like anyone looking at the end
of the day some bar where you can forget
the repeated negative habitual and mistreatment.
I love you like a drowning man,
surrounded by the waves on turbulence,
not knowing that no use from the false image
sold by the nasty dreams illusion of a life without value.
I love you as if you were the ultimate oasis.
The caravan starving and hungry, seeking relief
that does not a will come ever notice and, unless the lovers of their own stupidity.