Tempest
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...
Wednesday 22nd July 2020 6:49 pm
The first touch of our lips
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...
Wednesday 22nd July 2020 6:39 pm
Thoughts in Times of a Pandemic
Here I find myself thinking about what I have always said: human beings are fragile and things can and will change in a blink of an eye.
As if things were not complicated enough in our beaten-up world; the terrible and endless civil war in Syria, the provocative bravado of North Korea, the continuous fights and rants of Trump with allies and adversaries, Putin's permanent interference in everyt...
Tuesday 28th April 2020 10:14 pm
Without saying anything
What you were,
what you embraced
and I discovered
When we were,
or so I thought,
overflowed my imagination
thinking I loved you
You could be the twilight in my dreams,
the breath of my words,
the taste of my mornings,
everything I've longed for,
but you quickly forgot me
It's hard not to feel the imprint of your conquest,
just thinking of it m...
Monday 20th April 2020 7:14 pm
Like abandoned papers...
Just as the wind barges in,
seeping into nature,
I feel a sudden breeze wrap me up in sadness
Shattered by the dead weight of indifference,
I fall like a leaf from a shaken tree
I descend into an abyss where time no longer exists;
only emptiness and fear
The night pulls me down,
I find myself in a net of darkness,
immersed in my childhood memories,
li...
Monday 20th April 2020 6:57 pm
What is it that makes me love you?
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...
Friday 31st January 2020 5:55 pm
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