You must know that what might break us,
will break us open,
but my love for you is interconnected in loops,
in the vibrant strings of the wind,
in the sweet percussion of sunlight’s ray,
I am only reserved to the promise,
which I always endeared and take hold for you,
that we are fulfilled with our own intimacy,
and between us,
no one can ever touch this sleeping landscape of skin,
no one can love you as much as I do,
is it not so precious,
elegant and swarming with delight,
for such the man in me,
obeys the principles of warmth,
the humid elements of your breath.
May 7, 2021
May 7, 2021 at 6:28 PM UTC
There is nothing truly more repetitive ,
or usual or strange to me,
except for the fact that I may see you personally,
hold you closer to me,
feel you as the wind feel the warmth of a star,
I want that moment,
I want you to understand this,
I want you to gaze me like a rounded apple,
to bite or not to bite me.
Apr 29, 2021
Apr 29, 2021 at 10:11 PM UTC
All my life,
I have felt the nearest joy,
when I feel for the first time,
this hidden interest,
the emotions I can no longer touch,
in the slightest hint,
in moments that are reminiscing,
this gentle and sad face of mine,
in the lively tone of your voice,
in the surge of memories,
that anticipate all the love I can give for you,
I remain true to myself,
I remain lively and loud,
vivid to sense that what life can offer me,
is the quiet correspondence of affection,
your subtlety, your buoyant character,
knowing that I secretly love you.
Apr 27, 2021
Apr 27, 2021 at 4:26 AM UTC
I sense that,
I have a great deal to give:
my eyes, my lips, my body,
it is all there is for you to consume,
I want your arms with me,
the stars along the hills,
how dreamily I fog my gaze somewhere else,
just to listen to you talking,
desiring to hold you,
and this eagerness,
to come live where you are,
to ascend,
the unconditional movements of my heart,
flowing in your body,
like a dear fire in an open space,
like grains of sand kissing your skin,
like a flower sitting on your ears,
like a song taming your lips,
ah, just to nestle myself with you,
and into my naked hands,
I bring you the transparent serenity,
the blue sky in its untrammeled thought.
Apr 21, 2021
Apr 21, 2021 at 6:16 AM UTC
If you can only pertain,
or retrieve your sincere delicateness,
my love, with you,
for the rest of time,
everything revolves around us,
swarms and adjoins together,
loose yet holding,
and there again a bright star,
is a sign of our existence,
under its lowly light,
our shadows touch,
and here like hope,
like a cordial bow of a blue mannequin,
I bring my love to you:
kind, persistent, naked like an alabaster jar.
Apr 20, 2021
Apr 20, 2021 at 7:48 PM UTC
Now, if you consciously seek me in prayer,
fold your hands and knees,
kneel with sympathy and stillness,
for there is movement in faith,
there is a banquet,
in the hearts that calls for wisdom,
and in the eyes of God,
I can see the great space,
a pebble resembling courage and hope,
I can see the doves,
I can see the mountains,
I can see the shining surface,
of love that is instilled in you,
and this love is a deep prolongation,
and today, I confess:
I am moved, I am happy,
I am happy that I found you.
Apr 20, 2021
Apr 20, 2021 at 1:45 AM UTC
I know the river runs dry after it has fallen asleep.
Death is not our alliance, life is.
So, between my arms,
you emerge like a hand,
and the way to celebrate it is to embrace you,
with long kisses on your cheeks,
because your heart is a garden of illumination,
plated with violets and lavenders.
Apr 18, 2021
Apr 18, 2021 at 8:03 AM UTC
It is so nice to come home to a person,
who has been there all along.
It is so nice to have been cared by a warm hand,
by a heart that feels so tender,
like a pillow resting on my head.
Sometimes, a home is not a structure, it is a person.
Sometimes, you live inside a person.
Sometimes, she lives inside you.
Sometimes, she is outside looking in.
Apr 17, 2021
Apr 17, 2021 at 7:20 PM UTC
And now that you are mine,
the world is a safe place in your arms,
your arms where the rivers of life flow,
and into my eyes,
the purple star gleams for eternity.
Feb 17, 2021
Feb 17, 2021 at 7:21 AM UTC
One day it will come at your feet,
like the brush of a wave in the sea,
one day you will realise,
the life you have created,
the air you breathe through your lungs.
You will stumble upon,
a certain voice saying,
this is your life, and now, this is you,
these are the memories you share,
and long for some time.
One day, you will contain all of these,
when you finally see,
you cannot simply replace them,
but taking these recollections,
one by one, through the other,
and somehow, you will be grateful,
that you are here,
and there will be no other person just like you.
Feb 16, 2021
Feb 16, 2021 at 5:19 AM UTC