Invite Mom To Usa Letter

My existence check the communion of two worlds, dimensions
irreconcilable as day and night,
Lucid offspring hunger, massacred ideas,
Relics faith impossible without past and future,
If I could admit that by the time his veins.

Return of the haze not assume that just light and there
In the room where isolated ignoble dreams consecrated
attempts to return my dark heart of this fair
Where aimlessly vague, so devoid of stars
As the inert water spirit that breaks my bow, wind Aterido
secret meeting in the shadow

an eclipse moonless

Bleeding of illusions, as the innocent nourish a flower without fear
that opens at dawn.

Return eternity to epicenter of a doubt that he should not ever
be aware of their steps.

Who is the one who endures
devouring the stars looking for their home in the desert of my days?