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Jun 2018 · 441
Can’t sleep
Alberto Jun 2018
Nights like these
Who’s right? Who’s wrong?
Am I living or have I been missing?
Will I wake from a dream
Find myself 80 years old stuck in the past
Nothing but questions,
No answers to report
Nights like these had painful days
Unrecognizable from others
In the way brutally disfigured corpses
Failed to be identified by the authorities
Another cold case
Nights like these
You are distant but your memory
Brings me back to my youth
Aug 2017 · 613
Ice Eyes
Alberto Aug 2017
I had never seen eyes that were glaciers
The act upon you as those icy giants do
Slowly as it moves, you realize
Crept up on you, surrounding you
Leg trapped, it is a patient freeze
Consumes, crushes, kills
Aug 2017 · 705
A Slice
Alberto Aug 2017
Blush, red roses
Tender milk in the bell-shaped body
A bed of the flowers, her body is
Each one falls on my face and senses
Smother me in your sweet, suple aroma
And at eruption
All the beauty in the dance makes me implode
Into the universe I go
Into a thousand little stars I become
I feel the lightning in my bones
So engulfing, my rocket eyes take off
Life bounces up all around my cranium
I feel her eyes
Rolling back as the sensation tends to pull them
We are life
A slice of
The benevolent force
Aug 2017 · 322
Time Mark
Alberto Aug 2017
In our adventures
And in our travels
We kiss
As if to mark the memory
In the moment
Of blissful, lostness on those lips
She stops, smiles, leaves me there
She captures it, leaving me on the tracks
The wide smile is the glimpse
To her light
I've learned to follow along
I smile too, savor also
Declaring conquest of time itself
Jul 2017 · 385
Self Cultivation
Alberto Jul 2017
Knowing me, you know, you should know
I am bottled, my silence uncustomary to your ears
Past the nights when love soaked my voice
The sky's light-show is out tonight, lightning storm
Your pout, your snarling laugh, your light, your intellect
Thunder crashes me back to my loneliness
You are thunder that warns of rain coming
Water vital to a desert
Little did I know only I can bring the rain
That will cultivate and germinate my lands
Jul 2017 · 994
Passionate Vandalism
Alberto Jul 2017
Let me be the drop of ink
On your ivory canvas
Mark you at the center
Through suction
Came your subduction
Not a claim against your sovereignty
Rather passionate vandalism
From a guest stopping by
To your  milky temple
Jul 2017 · 384
When I'm Down
Alberto Jul 2017
Darling, I've been bad again
When I'm with some other one
Your thought is not in sight
But in my lonely rubble
Our past haunted me
And prompted me
To taste you once more
But this was lust not love I implore
For the craving of company and touch
Rather than for feelings and such
Jul 2017 · 485
Local Facade
Alberto Jul 2017
I don't have to wait anymore
Things will soon never be the same
Landscapes will change to shapes and shades I've never seen
I won't be there, will that finally make you feign
Or at least want me or miss me just a bit
You were never decisive, you had no grit
You were like the wind, here for just a moment
And not a second more, leaving me to lament
You thought your presence was some blessing to your generation
But truth is you've never even been a local sensation
Jul 2017 · 321
Reservations
Alberto Jul 2017
My words too often used by others
From my lips, honesty was evident
As you know, never very nice rather frank
Unapologetic, like my love for you
I suspect it's the youth and naivety
Still I fear your cursed words
"It can never be the same"
Our fire fueled as much or more
Than days before we were grown
But will all other flowers fail from now on
Because of your enchanted warmth
Now I will never be the same
Jul 2017 · 447
Constellations
Alberto Jul 2017
That night, I kissed stars
Not a petty, pretty girl
Worldly, godly queen
Jun 2017 · 290
Sprout
Alberto Jun 2017
I have been growing
Yet, still have fallen
One step forwards
And three back

"A period of self reflection"
It really is a double-whammy
I had to and am having to
learn to become an "adult"
While learning not having you around

I hope it's true
"The first is always the worst"
I really do hate to exacerbate
I just don't if it'll ever be the same

It haunts me, what you said
On the phone call of guilt
"It can never be the same"
My loving bones trembled

Of the guilt, there remains
It was a life ago we loved
You bid me farewell
On my voyage to be better

I am still not there
I know it's all up to me
But I hate to disappoint
I hope to still see you then
Jun 2017 · 555
3rd Quarter Moon
Alberto Jun 2017
Don't forget to look up, folks
There she is, the Golden Goddess
When she peep out the mountain curtain
I say, "Good mornin' ole gal!"

Her beauty within is what most would call imperfection
Like most of us
She is not quite full, not quite whole
Like most of us

Her sliver of the dark side
Almost entirely naked
Still, she hides just a lil bit
Just enough, makes her desirable

— The End —