I see Hope in her eyes by r-s-guerrero, literature
Literature
I see Hope in her eyes
I see Hope in your pearled eyes.
I see a life of sincerity and purity.
I can't see fear in those eyes of yours,
There is nothing bad in them, nor there sorrow in them,
Your eyes are docile and meek; they can change the weather with one look,
They can bring the good from my evil.
The sorrow from my dreams are gone, the shadows from my heart disappear.
Why God did make your eyes this manner?
To bring hope? To bring peace? To bring me Light?
I don't know why God made those eyes this manner,
Those eyes that bring hope to me.
If I had to wait for you, then why should I?
If waiting was a part of me I would,
they say that to love you must wait?
Why should I?
You never wait for me?
Does love really wait?
I don't think so!
SHE must now wait in sorrow and sadness.
For I will wait no more and go to live in my time,
waiting no more,
now "SHE" must wait for me. . .
I dont know if this is lust,obsession,or love towards you…
Somedays I think it is lust for all I want is to kiss you all over…
my lips on your hips,my lips on your hands,my lips on your thighs,my lips on your booty,my lips against yours,just my lips on you…
Somedays I think it is an obsession my sweet obsession…all i think is you which is driving me mad…I have dreams of you…like the moon you rise at night why is your beauty to much to bear without…but what thoughts hounts me the most is your smile…for another that is not me…
Lastly somedays I do think I love you…that smile of your
Waiting with the Yellow Umbrella by r-s-guerrero, literature
Literature
Waiting with the Yellow Umbrella
When I Think of what could have been i start to hope to much,
but I know i should hope for so much,
but i know you have been crying,
Its ok I am here to dry those tears...
Im alone under the rain waiting under the rain for you,
But all i want is the same as anyone,
my day under the sun with you,
no more rain just the rays of sunshine that is your smile...
But this is just me...
just waiting to be the man you need to be,
for the moment you are done waiting for me,
under the grey skies, rainy days, and moonless nights.
its just not fair that i try so hard...
that i have walk for so long...
that i have cried so many tears…
i have all of these words saved up…
But you just let them slip away.
why do these words makes sense in my head...
i can hear them rhyme in mind...
but once they are written down they dont sound ok...
But you just let them slip away...
its just not fair that i love you this way...
why cant you see...the road i choose was your arms....
how can this be that i stumble so far away…
why do i care what you think of me anyway...
Another one of those nights by r-s-guerrero, literature
Literature
Another one of those nights
oh no its one of those nights again…
in which i get to pretend…
in which i get to hide in my sheets again…
burry my face is my pillow again…
yes i know what i am saying i have said many times before…
it will be one of these nights again…
im falling asleep thinking of you…
oh why does it have to been like this again…
why cant i be threw with this?
another night of dreaming of you…
while you sleep with HIM…
why does my dreams haunt me?
why does it bother me?
why is loving you so much worse at night?
i just hope that this night you sleep well…because i wont be able to
Here it comes again the though of you...
its just an image of you...
why is that smile of yours so beautiful...
Why do roses remind me of you?
Why do these scents make me cringe?
Who says my thoughts are not lost?
What am i to say? when these thoughts of you come here...
what did i see you in? you will never know...
because you don't have my view...
You don't see the same smile i see...
You can't view those eye like i do...
you can't sense that smell of yours like i do...
but i do know that i love you...
oh what can i say?
what should i do?
what else can be told to you?
words that you have always heard before?
does it even matter if i even speak?
are you used to these words?
are you used to these lies?
how much more pain have these words given you?
does it matter if i say them today?
how can i even talk to you now?
is it even worth it now?
why cant you understand that i love now?
that i'm here now with these words in the tip of my mouth
Oh How could I have been so blind,
It's done isn't,
My Mistakes are clear.
My love over you is here,
Why can't i just move on,
Loving you this way.
Why is it that i can't help myself,
Thinking of you this way,
Just for you.
Why can this be over already,
this ache that i feel about me,
not loving myself but just you.
How can i still be in love with you,
now i am sure i am bad,
Because loving you hurts
Como es posible que tu siendo tan bella me causas tanto dolor...
Cada mañana es el momento en el empieza este tormento..
Por que siento que estoy enfermo...que hago para curarme?
Lo siento desde aqui...tu bella mirada que nunca sera para mi...
no tengo que tener mas llanto de tristeza...
yo siempre supe desde el principio que tu nunca serás mía...
Que le dijo al sol en la tardecer...
Que aqui estoy intentando ver la manera que me mires como yo te miro?
es este dolor que me hace sufrir cada día...
Pero tengo que moverme...
Tengo que llenarme de otros sentimientos...
Y al ver que mi amor lla no es tuyo vendrás por mi
I see Hope in her eyes by r-s-guerrero, literature
Literature
I see Hope in her eyes
I see Hope in your pearled eyes.
I see a life of sincerity and purity.
I can't see fear in those eyes of yours,
There is nothing bad in them, nor there sorrow in them,
Your eyes are docile and meek; they can change the weather with one look,
They can bring the good from my evil.
The sorrow from my dreams are gone, the shadows from my heart disappear.
Why God did make your eyes this manner?
To bring hope? To bring peace? To bring me Light?
I don't know why God made those eyes this manner,
Those eyes that bring hope to me.
If I had to wait for you, then why should I?
If waiting was a part of me I would,
they say that to love you must wait?
Why should I?
You never wait for me?
Does love really wait?
I don't think so!
SHE must now wait in sorrow and sadness.
For I will wait no more and go to live in my time,
waiting no more,
now "SHE" must wait for me. . .
I dont know if this is lust,obsession,or love towards you…
Somedays I think it is lust for all I want is to kiss you all over…
my lips on your hips,my lips on your hands,my lips on your thighs,my lips on your booty,my lips against yours,just my lips on you…
Somedays I think it is an obsession my sweet obsession…all i think is you which is driving me mad…I have dreams of you…like the moon you rise at night why is your beauty to much to bear without…but what thoughts hounts me the most is your smile…for another that is not me…
Lastly somedays I do think I love you…that smile of your
Waiting with the Yellow Umbrella by r-s-guerrero, literature
Literature
Waiting with the Yellow Umbrella
When I Think of what could have been i start to hope to much,
but I know i should hope for so much,
but i know you have been crying,
Its ok I am here to dry those tears...
Im alone under the rain waiting under the rain for you,
But all i want is the same as anyone,
my day under the sun with you,
no more rain just the rays of sunshine that is your smile...
But this is just me...
just waiting to be the man you need to be,
for the moment you are done waiting for me,
under the grey skies, rainy days, and moonless nights.
its just not fair that i try so hard...
that i have walk for so long...
that i have cried so many tears…
i have all of these words saved up…
But you just let them slip away.
why do these words makes sense in my head...
i can hear them rhyme in mind...
but once they are written down they dont sound ok...
But you just let them slip away...
its just not fair that i love you this way...
why cant you see...the road i choose was your arms....
how can this be that i stumble so far away…
why do i care what you think of me anyway...
Another one of those nights by r-s-guerrero, literature
Literature
Another one of those nights
oh no its one of those nights again…
in which i get to pretend…
in which i get to hide in my sheets again…
burry my face is my pillow again…
yes i know what i am saying i have said many times before…
it will be one of these nights again…
im falling asleep thinking of you…
oh why does it have to been like this again…
why cant i be threw with this?
another night of dreaming of you…
while you sleep with HIM…
why does my dreams haunt me?
why does it bother me?
why is loving you so much worse at night?
i just hope that this night you sleep well…because i wont be able to
Here it comes again the though of you...
its just an image of you...
why is that smile of yours so beautiful...
Why do roses remind me of you?
Why do these scents make me cringe?
Who says my thoughts are not lost?
What am i to say? when these thoughts of you come here...
what did i see you in? you will never know...
because you don't have my view...
You don't see the same smile i see...
You can't view those eye like i do...
you can't sense that smell of yours like i do...
but i do know that i love you...
oh what can i say?
what should i do?
what else can be told to you?
words that you have always heard before?
does it even matter if i even speak?
are you used to these words?
are you used to these lies?
how much more pain have these words given you?
does it matter if i say them today?
how can i even talk to you now?
is it even worth it now?
why cant you understand that i love now?
that i'm here now with these words in the tip of my mouth
Oh How could I have been so blind,
It's done isn't,
My Mistakes are clear.
My love over you is here,
Why can't i just move on,
Loving you this way.
Why is it that i can't help myself,
Thinking of you this way,
Just for you.
Why can this be over already,
this ache that i feel about me,
not loving myself but just you.
How can i still be in love with you,
now i am sure i am bad,
Because loving you hurts
Como es posible que tu siendo tan bella me causas tanto dolor...
Cada mañana es el momento en el empieza este tormento..
Por que siento que estoy enfermo...que hago para curarme?
Lo siento desde aqui...tu bella mirada que nunca sera para mi...
no tengo que tener mas llanto de tristeza...
yo siempre supe desde el principio que tu nunca serás mía...
Que le dijo al sol en la tardecer...
Que aqui estoy intentando ver la manera que me mires como yo te miro?
es este dolor que me hace sufrir cada día...
Pero tengo que moverme...
Tengo que llenarme de otros sentimientos...
Y al ver que mi amor lla no es tuyo vendrás por mi