How could I conquer the loneliness of night <br />When every spark of burning thoughts is pain <br />And this heart pumped tears and not blood <br />Shall I keep on weeping and wait for the wound to heal <br />Or simply kiss goodbye the footprints of yesteryears. <br /> <br />How could I listen to her laughter <br />When her echoing joy fades in the distance <br />Will I survive every brutal slash of silence <br />Shall I run like crazy and barked at the moon <br />Or catch the stars and play with the night <br /> <br />How could I see her face <br />When a wonderful smile is carved <br />Shall I stare at the sun and endure the blinding heat <br />Or let the lighting rip the skies <br />And beg the thunder to yell my longing <br /> <br />How could i smell the scent of her whisper <br />When every breath i take is stolen by space <br />.......and.....how could I kiss her when im still awake <br />Dreams.....come.....and fly me to her distant shores <br />To the land that embraced her tenderness <br />To Honduras with love.....te amo<br /><br />Ayi Escalona<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-honduras-with-love/
