xaver el soto
They say, you manage life.
I do not believe, but you are no myth.
I do not admit, but I hope I will know.
I do not agree, but I don't hesitate.
I desire, but I do not admit.
I need, but I'm too proud for.
I am man, but just with sensitive power.
I am me, but not without suffering.
I feel, but I hide.
I love, but cannot express.
I am in love, but I cannot live.
Dear Father, please tell me:
Who kisses my sensitive tears?
Who understands my sensitive language?
Who corresponds to my feelings?
When am I mature to live my love?