writing in blood is easy,
writing in tears is necessary,
but writing in smiles
is impossible,
it is taking a pen and closing your eyes
and drawing soft lines and shapes
and missing words to describe the inside
a happy poet is recognized
by an empty paper

The joy
Of a new flower
In the middle of a meadow
The same as all the rest, but not quite

The beauty
Of a new sun
Burning high above the ground
The same as every day, but brighter

The greatness
Of a new day
Of a same life
Of an old world

The greatness
You see
Not with your eyes

so much fear I feel
when this chaos in my head takes over
this panic that makes me lose sleep
for days I dare not to get up
cannot even allow to exist
because his shadow is darker than night
even if his light is found in the Sun
to think about getting burned
is not as fun as being warm
this fear tells me
it is never worth it

You are a purple dawn that sparkles in my eyes before I open them
Your eyes are a golden sunset I drown in whenever you look at me
Your voice is the first song of nature in warm spring
Your skin is a soft petal of a white rose in the meadow
Your love is the sea I dive in like I never have to take another breath

he grabbed my arm and told me to follow
i said no but i wasn't as strong
he kissed my mouth with pure desire
but the only thing i felt was fear
i screamed and fought
but he didn't let go
but bit my neck and moaned

i will never forget the lust in his eyes
or his fingertips pulling me hard
his sweat dripping all over my body
glowing under the stars
and how he ripped my soul
because i wasn't enough
so he left at once
when it stopped being fun

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new