Friendship.

I love you not only for what you are, 

but for what I am when I am with you.
I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, 

but for what you are making of me. 

I love you because you have done more than any creed could have done to make me good, 

and more than any fate could have done to make me happy.
You have done it without a touch, without a word, without a sign.
You have done it by being yourself. 

Perhaps that is what being a friend means, after all. 

Anonymous.

Come away with me

 Poem Inspired by:  

Her soft sleek hair wisps across her cheek

her words are few but her eyes speak volumes

quietly she longs for something to speak life into her soul,

for something more beautiful than even she herself could explain

Yet the silence of the world envelopes her thoughts

And as the nature listens to every breath she takes

She smiles for the love of it and hums for the sound of it

She whispers to a tune so faint and dances to the beat of her own drum

The wind speaks for her....cuz her happiness lies in the elements that cradle her to sleep.

 Credit: Kimberly Viera ♥

♫ Me gustas tu ♫

Patagonia

There are times where I feel 

as if I was dropped in the middle 

of a dirt road in the desert

Stranded, 

not known and knowing where I am

That’s how I feel with you.

There are times where I feel 

as if I was dropped in the middle of the Patagonia

Awaiting for the midst to take over my senses 

and sight

To come in, 

to bulge into me and 

take me cautiously yet with no precautions

To the peaceful place 

where you have been waiting 

patiently yet excitedly for my entrance

My love, 

there are so many things 

that I might not understand about you

Or your past

Or unknown things, 

things that when people ask it makes me think..

how much do I really know you?

Yet as these questions are asked 

your face comes up before, 

blocking all these letters and commas

And takes over the canvas

Making it into the Patagonia, 

my Patagonia

There’s nothing more beautiful then being on you,

On the highest mountains 

and feeling the air, 

the breeze upon my shoulders and neck

There’s nothing that I might know 

about this Patagonia, 

but I don’t need to

I don’t need to

I don’t need to know, 

because I will risk my life to climb every mountain 

just to find every flower, 

every little insect, 

every little pebble that is on this place

To some it might be insignificant

But in your Patagonia, 

you my Patagonia, 

each one of these has a name

Not just a name, 

but a meaning; 

a background, 

a color, 

a scent

Everything I need to know 

about you 

my Patagonia, 

is that you will let me travel you

let me travel inside out

like the sea shells do to the ocean

Let me travel, 

let me surround you, 

let me discover you, 

for I was built for those roads in you

Some dark and shady

Some sunny and moony

Yet each one of them are you

And I, my love 

will dedicate my life to travel you

For you are my Patagonia.