Donde las paredes se enamoran.

A pirouette.

I start spinning on my pointe shoes, and I feelthe need to open my eyes, look at the same place to retain my breathing, to leng my arms my neck my back and my legs, to smile even when the pain is too hard, think abaout standing so high always, to be delicate in every single movement that my body makes, to have in my mind only this moment and transmit happiness even when this one is not present in me, leave the worries and transform them into beauty, to keep in my mind that I must finish in the same way I started. To join all the emotions I have experimented in my life in three seconds, three seconds summary in two pirouettes that I share and show my love for a dance, a dance called Ballet.

Tu mente, mi muerte.

Sonrisas desgarran mi vientre,
Mi corazón ardiente
Lo muerdo con los dientes
Desesperadamente pido a los dioses

El desprecio de la mente
se refleja en su muerte
Mas de esta no he de salvarme
Puesto que he de acobardarme

Los celos me invaden
Destruyen mi pensar
Y en este he de matar

Con miradas hacia el espejo
he de notar el desprecio
Mi cuerpo va muriendo
Y en tu entierro mi mente ha de estar.

Regresando

Get hurt.

El patio de mi casa no es particular.