My words emerge
from a desolate city 
that the kindly night welcomes
and in it they find their dwelling place

Words of enchantment 
never tire of sailing,
randomly searching for white clouds
or the fury of the sea

Words that beg spring
to bring peace instead of war
and write a song of forgiveness,
justice, freedom and most of all
an ode to love

Loose they go from flight to fligh...

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As of today

I'll only be in your memory,

a trunk full of remembrances

you’ll want to throwaway

and remove forever

imagining you’ll forget me

From today on

I'll just be an empty space in your bed

you cannot embrace

and my scent on your pillow

that you will not forget

Starting today

I'll only be

a worn out image in your dreams

that will hush the pa...

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It's so simple to love me; 

just being beside me,

feeling the warmth of your hands,

your kisses melting on my lips

such as my letters melt

between ink and paper 

To love me is to share the prelude of my longings, 

your feverish caresses between kisses and dew, 

to see my dreams reflected in your eyes;

to hand me a rose, 

to whisper an I love you

To love m...

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Perhaps from a distance

my love is not strange to you;

this passion may be a punishment

and not even have the fortune to see you again

I look for you in my fingerprints

in indelible memories;

I discover that everything was a mistake

of bitter remembrances and misunderstandings

This long wait is a punishment that chokes me to death;

wishing to have you with me

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In silence I recall the encounter,

passion written in letters I still keep

and in a desolate corner of some dream

I embrace the loneliness I had to accept

Remember me in the depths of your thoughts, 

treasuring that moment

that without laid out rules,

I wrote my verses

of you next to me

In the nights most of all,

with joy and melancholy,

I am reminded of ...

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Perhaps from a distance

my love is not strange to you;

this passion may be a punishment

and not even have the fortune to see you again

I look for you in my fingerprints

in indelible memories;

I discover that everything was a mistake

of bitter remembrances and misunderstandings

This long wait is a punishment that chokes me to death;

wishing to have you with me

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Like a raging gale, 

sunset burns me up when memories  

cast me into the subconscious of pleasure

Fire embraces me, 

the sky of your kisses flash on my lips;

chained by the smell of your breath

and it is not possible to caress you with my hands

Tie me to your heartbeat, 

to sin, until I am hypnotized by passion

Alas, grant me at least the dry leaves of you...

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You left a particle of amber, the most beautiful,

at the first touch of my lips

The sweetness, the source of your breath,

I felt joy and began living; 

I drank the gentle breeze of your kisses

on a winter's night

Something divine, transfigured,

drawn without words;

the glory of being in your arms 

We shared the sky at night and honey at dawn,

for betwee...

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What it is that makes me love you,
in this inexplicable connection,
that while you sleep I would abduct your heart?

What it is that makes me love you?

Without offering anything, only these nights of memories,
you to enter into my body silently,
reincarnated in the monologue of my dreams

I would die for a kiss from you, if necessary...
a kiss on the tenuous thread of dawn,
there clos...

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I blossomed like delighted rain among your waters

soaked in delirium between the sheets

Hours passed...

sleeplessness rose…

the sweetest kiss traveled through the warm skin of my body

you laid upon me the whole universe

I was the fruit of your passion

The delight, the glory; an arsenal within you, inside me

afterwards calmness,

calm after being in your hands...

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Today I learned to kiss you with my eyes,

to caress you with my soul; 

to make your sky the song of the Goldfinch;

that love that at night I dreamt of

without knowing that I loved you

Today I learned, in the magic of your dreams,

to be fertile ground and to see you with my hands

Today I learned to feel the warmth of your kisses

and in your words of encouragem...

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White Hosts

Take a look through my eyes;
I want to paint a sketch of your face
with watercolors and defined strokes
as the great artist who dreams
of the expression of the sea and its serenity

A sketch of white Hosts that are not diluted by water, fire or time

Of your eyes, the light that turns on the romance of the moon;
of your hands, the most palpable sweetness filling everything;
...

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You make me invoke the liberating pleasure

that radiates on my skin, in unconsummated desires,

as autumn showing lust, with delirium and graciousness...

Will you be able to love me?

Intoxicate me with sex, with nights that uphold me;

there is no greater delight than to sin with the flood of your kisses

and the madness of this moment

I adore to be loved!

I cry for ...

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I woke up, I dreamt of you, I dreamt of your lips...

those lips that draw my lips with music

and arise as an immense love song

I felt you; lust is consummated...

it secretly opens on my lips,

nocturnal theater of my dreams

making me speechless when caresses and kisses start

Your lips ...

embrace me, invite me to your bed;

that build up metaphors in my soul;

...

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What makes me love you,

in this inexplicable connection

while in you sleep I would kidnap your heart?

For one of your kisses I would die if necessary...

a warm kiss on the thin thread of dawn,

there close to your soul

What makes me love you,

without offering me anything,

just these nights of memories,

leaving your footprints in the most quiet way?

What ...

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A prisoner in your skin ...

discreetly the night slips between my sheets, in the verses of dawn,

sketching ecstatically the loud kiss that grows in my body,

there where the brilliance becomes eternal

and consciousness of myself in your hands,

I do not know if this is an adventure or a creation of my madness.

Naked ...

I pour out shamelessly the pleasures of the ...

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I know you will think of me when they do not love you this way…

the infinite delight of my body on your breast

refreshing your soul with tenderness entirely

baptising your thirsty kisses without aspiring for one moment

to take control of your emotions.

I loved you entwining my breath in that furtive kiss

kindled perhaps by my devouring flame

riding my bod...

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