Author: Robert Moran

Corazón partido
Corazón espinado
Corazón frío
Corazón sin amor
Amor sin caricias
La profunda decepción si existe
Existe en el fundamental meollo de los engañados
Pero qué pudiera existir sin amor?
Lamentablemente solamente las memorias de un corazón partido existen sin amor

Truth has is its meaning
But meaning has no truth
Like eyes that flutter 
Concealing the irises and pupils
The eyes of light conceal the truth
That ignores that which is around
As if it never existed
To fixate their beams 
On something better
As if the truth that went before
Was built on falsehoods and fantasies
Each fantasy based upon a proposed reality
Which the eyes of light exposed as their own falsehood
Running from what could have been true and strong
Ignoring the all-encompassing truth around them
But these eyes see what they want
And live in an ideal fantasy
That some are not ready to actualize
And run from the light 
To hide in the dark
So the eyes of light
Cannot penetrate their souls
And not mend their broken hearts
By refilling them with light
A light that sees everything
And scans the darkness for the lost souls
So as to give them hope
The hope to continue on
And mend hearts with light

Hold on to the night

Has the shape of things changed
That as hope rises the world dances a little more
In that endless symphony of dreams
Playing the final song of the night
As two lovers dance the night away
As if to say here we are
And we don’t care if you see us
For our special brand of magic
Was created when the conductor lifted his baton
And the band began to play that soft melancholy tune
As the hours passed by and we stared endlessly into each others eyes
Seeing the universe’s reflections in our souls
As our hearts wept
For we knew the dance must end
But with every last bit of love
We held onto the night
For it was there that our dreams came true
And we knew the night would never end
For as the night went on we got lost in each others arms
And played no heed as the conductor put his baton away
For the music was playing in our hearts
And created by our souls?