WITH MY LAST 26 DIOPTERS
"When you know your soul paint your eyes. " Amedeo Modigliani.
My eyes with 26 diopters, were released on the same terrace where you will have one diopter more and two less people to look at.
My eyes with 26 diopters they contemplated a holiday in the south, in my north, and always near El Puerto de Santa Maria, where we wanted and our fondness each, but never imagined they would be looking at the latest by your side ... My eyes
with 26 diopters, were filled with tears, beauty and hope to see the birth of Gabriela and that was the trigger to remove the eye of whom would not give me two eyes virgin to teach them to look. My eyes
with 26 diopters, they discovered that what he was writing, were reaffirmed in bullfighting as an art and type of journalism and found people with bulls eyes on worthwhile to keep looking, good friends. My eyes
with 26 diopters, excited flew from Madrid to Brussels, from Brussels to Ghent, Ghent to Bruges, from Bruges to Antwerp, to end with tears, still shocked and dreamer that lived, as contemplated and therefore accident. My eyes
of 26 diopters you were dead, my friend, and do not forget. When everything is gray or even in sunny times, those and these eyes of mine remember him and are filled with tears. My eyes
with 26 diopters, were trained for you to know contemplate life. Thought and think these eyes of mine, if you left was to show us the way and watching 14 years worth of front to hurt more than a life contempládote sideways.
Those eyes and these eyes of mine, do not realize that you never see. But I know you, you come to my view that when people know your soul, I will distinguish the color of your eyes and fill my life with his shades and hues. My eyes
with 26 diopters, experienced a fall seeing eyes which reflected sentimentally withered, dried and assumed a matter of time that the wind will take you very far. My eyes
with 26 diopters, endured all winter looking at you, but you no longer look at me. And in spring lest we decide that happened, it was best to Alps and Dolomites in the middle ... These eyes of yours is that dry to get back to me, but I have only neck. My eyes
with 26 diopters, and went to heaven after Virgin and Brown Seville in Holy Week in which I asked for germination. My eyes
with 26 diopters, more than ever full Andalusian show, made sure they still love a bullfighter, an art, a passion and faith ... And even though you went to hell, I would you ... My eyes
with 26 diopters, after much effort were motorized. My eyes
with 26 diopters, traveled to Ponferrada to be very familiar with new eyes, to dry in the place of your death and remember and feel this between soul mates. My eyes
with 26 diopters, saw what their dreams and what they thought they would never see. Atletico were my biggest in Europe and excited eyes of big hearts and uniting us in a vículo indissoluble. My eyes
of 26 diopters, were going to Arcadia followed my link to Andalusia, two deaths in quick succession, two uncles least the same nephew, a town now empty.
Those eyes and these eyes of mine, are still "salmon" daily between walls that hide frames that do not perceive but intuit. Those and these eyes of mine, go there every day to get those economic lens with which to keep looking. My eyes
of 26 diopters and less than four-eyed look, they lost all faith and hope. But the advice of your eyes, beautiful of course, all bleary morning and carried on the subway, I returned them.
Those eyes and these eyes of mine, do not forget that you decided to give me your right eye, and you thought it would fit into orbit so empty that I left the winter to me eyed feelings. My eyes
of 26 diopters, traveled to Algiers, Nador, Morocco and Rome to his side having friends that these eyes of mine from 2010 really want.
These eyes of mine from 2010, with a nod of appreciation and affection to all those eyes looked at me and helped me so hard that year of 26 diopters. These eyes of mine say I love you, friends and colleagues (they know who they are) and always have a clear view, accurate and transparent to you. My eyes
will shortly have 27 diopters, but they do have the basics to look and see. Good friends who become blind, work, a wonderful family, happy and healthy, and a beautiful amazing girl and they met those eyes of 26 diopters and that promise, now, who will be looking at life. I adore Anne
These eyes of mine from 2010, have your sunglasses to guard against a wayward life and death of a jilted lover attitude. All my best
wink.
My eyes
WITH 26 diopters.
July 2010. José Luis Vázquez
Moruno
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