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Jan 2019 · 258
Slow dance
Felix Sipido Jan 2019
Picture this.
The two of us, on the middle of the dancefloor.
A slow is being played as we get closer to each other
And put our hands
On one another’s hips.

As the music goes through us,
A light alcohol buzz in our heads;
We slowly dance
My eyes locked in yours.
I lean in and kiss
Your lips.

Symbiosis, unity, harmony.
Thoughts stop in my head
But at the same time
My whole life flashes by
Realising I’ve lived up to this point
To be with you.

Overwhelmed by your love
I manage to utter
These simple words
That have never felt more true
“I love you”.
Jan 2019 · 270
Trip to the mountains
Felix Sipido Jan 2019
A tree-filled forest
Peppered with flower fields;
At the foot of the mountains I stand;
Holding your hand.

And as our gazes slowly turn from the horizon to each other’s eyes
I can hear the birds singing their love chants.
I can feel the butterflies in and outside my stomach.
I can smell the love odour of Spring in the air.
I hear the squirrels fight over one another
And see the melting snow forming streams.

As we lay down in the green high grass,
And as I rest my head on your chest,
I can only hope this moment will never end.

I get up and turn around,
My lips finding yours.
Is this what they call heaven on earth?
A young boy with the prettiest man of the world,
Never to be separated.
Oct 2018 · 675
Why do I write?
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
Using mere words to describe what I feel is difficult,
Yet satisfying.
I always knew I was different,
But ‘tis now perhaps time to accept it.
I cherish the memories of the time we spent together;
As they make my future look even brighter.

On a sad day
Or on a lonely night,
I write.
I write to understand my feelings
And to remember that no matter what,
I will love you.
As I go through the infinite landscapes of lush forests
And flowered fields,
Of rising mountains and never-ending streams,
I realise how much I want to live, love and die
Knowing that you are, and will always be by my side.
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
The idea of holding you in my arms
Makes me shiver.
The thought of calling you mine
Makes me smile.
The prospect of sharing your life
Makes me want to hold you closer to me
And never let go.
Oct 2018 · 959
How much longer?
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
How much I crave your touch.
How much I crave your smile.
How much I crave the way,
You make me lose myself.
How much I want to fall asleep in your arms,
Feeling safe and happy, knowing nothing bad can happen.

How much I hate to know you are far away.
How much I hate to know I can’t call you mine.
How much I crave you,
And how much I miss you.

Oh, the irony!
Has fate decided to curse me to a life of eternal solitude,
Longing for the solitary company of my brethren?
Or has Aphrodite made great plans for me,
Where I could finally love you fully,
With no boundaries;
And where you could love me,
Without having to worry about the rest.
Why does it feel like I’ve been forsaken,
Left to rot in an alley;
Why should my love be considered not one,
But two taboos?

Why, why, why?
What is wrong with me?
Why can I not see
How much you love me?
And why do I feel so lonely
When I just have to keep looking?
How long will I have to wait for the day
Where I can dive into your emerald eyes
And finally, call you mine.
Where you will stay by my side,
And call me yours,
For the rest of our lives.
live, love and die.
Oct 2018 · 1.2k
My second coming
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
‘Tis but the cycle of life, timeless.
The river left its bed;
‘Tis but the cycle of life, bewildered.
Times of end and renewal have come;
Unstoppable and merciless is the Reaper
Crushing all that stands in its path;
For it’s the marching of time and the cycle of life
For the strong perish and the weak survive.

An ephemeral occurrence in a vast cycle;
A concept one could never fully grasp;
My redemption! A punishment, a cleansing for my sins.
As it strikes, the world around me crumbles;
As I go through Hell and Heaven, oceans and mountains, stars and planets;
I see It.
A Forgotten Deity, a Harbinger of Chaos, a Creator of life.
What it is, I do not know;
What it does, I do not know;
In a crow-white space, I feel It all around me
Its voice echoing from a distant past,
Its words vibrating through my mind and being,
And hitting me as a relic of another space
A revelation: It’s all mine, for I am the end and rebirth of this world.
A poem I wrote inspired by W.B. Yeats' "Second coming". Tell me what you think of it!
Oct 2018 · 333
Run away in our dreams
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
As I close my eyes
The last thing I see
Is you.

And as I drift away
To Morpheus's realm;
I see you with me
Our minds intertwining
And our souls fusing.

Come with me
Let's escape
Together.
Until one day
We can live
Forever.
Oct 2018 · 259
Until I met you
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
Until I met you,
It had never occurred to me that love was real.
When I met you,
I understood what lovestruck meant.
When I had to leave you,
I realised why men go crazy for love.

Love;
A strong word.
Often used by those who underestimate its meaning.
An uncompleted word;
One that you do not understand until you have lived it.

Every day,
I go through the same realisation.
I am in love.
They say one’s first love is the most beautiful,
And that can only be true.
But I am heartbroken not to see you;
Torn by this feeling of uncertainty,
Not knowing what you think of me;
Or perhaps, knowing it
And being as insecure as always,
Not seeing it.

I could go on like this for the eons to come,
But have decided to be straightforward.
If Heaven was on earth, it would be in your arms.
If Eros was a man, it would be you.
If perfection had a face, it would be your **** smile.
If kindness had a name, it would be yours.

Madly in love,
Knowing I’m but an annoying kid,
I just want you to know
That I love you more than I ever thought I would love someone.
And I hope I am in no way a burden or a pain,
And I hope you realise how dear you are to me.
I can only tell you how scared I am of ******* up,
Not only causing me to lose you,
But to hurt you.
Oct 2018 · 230
L'amore
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
For as far as mankind can remember;
Love has always been around.
Whether it is a prime instinct,
An animal like force,
Or an endless cycle of reproduction;
The spiritus mundi has only seen it too much.
Love and cravings are what drives us,
Make a boy lose himself in folly
And make a man wage war.

Under the moonlit sky,
As we watch for the northern lights;
It is but you and me,
One with the night.
As you approach your soft lips to mine;
I can only live in the moment,
Forgetting about all but us.
And as I kiss you back,
I think to myself that I have finally found what I came for;
Amore e felicità,
Qualcosà che ricorderò per sempre.
Oct 2018 · 182
Cursed
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
Pain and sorrow
In the moon’s glow;
Tears and self-hatred
Why am I different?

Refusal and shame;
Being a dark spot in a bright world;
A clean cut is all it would take
To drown all that is left of me.

Why was I born this way;
What evil mind has cursed me;
The star that hides from the sun.
A fish on land.

Walking in a forest of never-ending trees;
The wise crow comes to me.
Makes me understand and blossom
Into a beautiful flower;
Its petals rising up to the morning sun.
Oct 2018 · 2.7k
Eros
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
Eros,
Or the limerence I feel.
Is it a sin to adore you?
Eros,
Or the way you drive me crazy.
Is it a sin to worship you?

Through time and space,
Through love and pain,
Eros, you paved the way.
For I was lost in the maze of live,
Fleeing for the shadow of Fear.
Eros, you rescued me
And like a green Pan
Led me to your world.

A world of magic where love flourishes
And sorrows die.
A world where finally
I could be free
With you.
Eros.

Pothos.
People driven by lust want to have ******* with each other. But people driven by Eros want to have a much broader fusion. They want to share the same emotions, visit the same places, savour the same pleasures and replicate the same patterns in each other’s minds.
Oct 2018 · 6.4k
Path to adulthood
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
The golden light shines bright
But does not reach the abyss of my being
Yet.
An Oracle showed me the way;
But it is I,
who must now choose the path I take.
Leaving the insouciance of my place of birth
For the big, beautiful and scary world.

The path is, however, not the end,
What matters most is how the traveller crosses it;
Living for love, wisdom and knowledge,
On a path of tears, joy, and pain;
Is preferable to living for fake happiness
On a path of lies, deceit and sorrows.

The forest is waking up
On the dawn of a new day;
One where I will blossom like the Amaryllis
Until dusk catches up
And fate leaves me forsaken.

But before the slow marching of time
And its eternal sleep
Get to me,
I will make sure to fully live my life,
For one must die to live eternally.

From the dawn of adulthood
To the dusk of my life
I will make sure to get remembered
And to make you mine.
For I believe we share a fate,
A mind,
And a love.
Little poem about how I imagine my future will look like. Give me feedback :)

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