A hot day

I soak my feet in the cold water
it goes around and above them
making some waves
The clouds move fast
I enter a new world
the poetic life of Mogens
while I can still hear the beat
the sun warms my chest
the story, my mind
life goes by around
outside this bubble
where I don't belong

Trapped inside

I will talk in English
Or Portuguese
Because I don't want to lose track of my thoughts
Looking for the right words in Spanish
We met when I was in a bad depression crisis
that lasted for about 4 months
you were the light in this darkness time
and I created this idea of you
not exactly of who you are
but an idea of who I was needing
it had your shape
and some of your qualities
it just didn't work
but the idea is still there
since it was the one good thing
in a period of madness
it doesn't want to leave
it is an obsession
trapped inside my head
hurting me, more than I can see
not letting me move forward
however, as in any obsession
hope is still there
even if my conscious mind know it is all gone
I hope to find you in my way
have the courage to talk to you
you listen and understand
say that it is the same with you
a silly, tacky film plot
that ends in happy end