Rhetoric

Language is the first simulated knowledge. Jesús González Maestro

Index Rhetoric ...............................................4 Reflection of your eye..........................5 Ciberpartner ........................................6 Unborn ................................................7 I fear missing.......................................8 Furtunate fate......................................9 Blind ....................................................10 Here .....................................................11 Mourn with happines..........................12 Sunrise.................................................13

Rhetoric She caresses an idea, a naive illusion, a rhetorical question, an unattainable dream, a lonely life simple existence unanswered but with many questions, with questions and without illusions with a clear conscience without any complications.

Reflection of your eye I look in your eyes the reflection of a weary life, truncated and calm, my beloved desired. With her suffer, suffer and cry, sleep together by a piece of heaven. Joining me with nothing, by unconditional love, for a life of hardship, of tears live. He does not deserve to suffer but there is no life without pain, love without condition, roses without thorns. I reflect on their actions, I grow with your achievements, my mind with their successes, as we walk together through their eyes.

Ciberpartner I look in your eyes the reflection of a weary life, truncated and calm, my beloved desired. With her suffer, suffer and cry, sleep together by a piece of heaven. Joining me with nothing, by unconditional love, for a life of hardship, of tears live. He does not deserve to suffer but there is no life without pain, love without condition, roses without thorns. I reflect on their actions, I grow with your achievements, my mind with their successes, as we walk together through their eyes.

Unborn Memories everyday that never materialized but were recalled, for those lacking them. Forgotten before being created by those lacking experience, of experiences of life snatches before having them. Extinct life before its existence, express power hate, love or sadness. Caught the womb and stored as organic remains, devoid of humanity to be thrown into trash cans.

I fear missing Fragile feeling has my heart, crying in silence for you love. Seeking tears but are dry, of both mourn, to have you near. Fragile feeling has my heart, that sighs for your love. Seeking moments to be together, quality time to give you the world. Fragile feeling has my heart, feared missing forever.

Furtunate fate I fear missing a tear, torment me not having you near, not hear your heartbeat or your breathing; you the feeling of fragility. I am naked before the world, lost and unfocused, disoriented and aimless Without your support soon. Life smiles at me I am lucky having you by my side to influence my destiny. Destination linked to you, by fate or chance, Life by design or unconditional love.

Blind Total darkness, invaded by joy that colors sound the way and guide in life. Radar in the city, cane and guide in adversity, The danger of the jungle. Asphalt Jungle, of architectural barriers, of moving vehicles and stray animals. Everyday Things are constant dangers, taking a hot liquid and not see a ledge. Objects traps for blind, ordinary people with increasing problems.

Here Lucky to live, where he lived alias Leopoldo Clarin walk the same streets, look the same places. Enjoy in the same city, where nobles and commoners shared the same time, suffered the same events. They witnessed accidental of random events, marking their lives and impregnating their literature.

Mourn with happines I always wanted loving heart, with all the hope and all the love. I saw you shine and cry of happiness, to see you again near the sea. I can not be near the sea if you're not, I will not mourn. Happiness is to close, in the dream of life and embrace each day.

Sunrise After night dawn the wet grass by the morning dew, the white frost. The chill runs Full Back shaking the soul, during the morning. One thought fills the feeling that overwhelms Rumbles name and silence fills. A fixed idea brand presence, a white soul trapping. After night dawn the wet grass by the morning dew, by the dawn of the morning.