Beloved Nicaragua

There is something in the shadows
painting the sky in sadness,
leaving a spring full of madness,
when brains smile in a dancing flight
and a loving butterfly
dancing a tango all night
guessing where you are in my mind.

Little things mean nothing,
but a heavenly smile: everything,
It's a hard time a blessing?
Or love is a nuclear equation
floating over the sea of thoughts
or kaleidoscopical dances when you close...
your eyes?

Bless me with a smile,
and let me live a little while,
while just watching your open window to the sky
blown by the wind,
My hope to kiss you is a sadly cry!

Marvin A. Martinez