Ramblings of Poe

Al caminar sobre tus rayos, luz tan brillosa; al llegar me callo; y encuentro esa cosa.

All too soon, too walk with just the moon Tears that slide, with thoughts of broken ties

Be... the one to make my mark Bring to fruit destiny, for better to know than to dwell in dark, those cold places hidden in from my infamy!

Tic-toc, the sun comes up, arise a new day comes Free from grind and popping Tums For now a paradise awaits, Long days pass, as crimson my skin taints Blame the sun and palms, but also the sea and salt Enjoy taco or two with a malt