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I’m looking up to see the star,
a silver sky in sunless time,
the silver thought, in silver gown,
the star is shy, my lips are dry,
I’m looking up to see my gown,
a shyness storm in sunless time,
wait no more swallowed in delight,
dark, purple leaves, a kiss so bright.
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vanished in the allure of time,
my spirit grows in a flower,
I am dead and still alive,
ashes blown up in the sky,
burn my flesh, burn me alive,
the youthful poor, the richness of life,
I am the spiritual emotion,
the flesh of hopes and bleeding bones,
steam and clouds above the sea,
my soul will reach the luxury of time.
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death’s entrancing lure and charm,
I’m far away from my heart,
questions to reach an aftermath,
my lustful youth murmurs the sea of weeping void,
gentle flames to climb the sky,
above death’s veils and tempting allure,
the swan would stare close to the shore,
picturesque face upon night’s bright dispersal in the darkness of a mind,
pearls to shine an urge of power,
swan’s pure demeanour changes the faith of time,
spiritual emotions,
both in its poise and weeping beauty,
a nymph would stare back at the boiling water,
Earth’s harvest burnt like vanishing disasters,
eyes to eat a song of luring infinite,
I travelled till the end of human life.
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for all that’s good on Earth,
for all the holy virtues,
for the greatness and the purity of my authentic spirituality,
the presence of epiphany which helps the poor become the bold,
the necklace of the souls once bereaved and insecure,
I, for the grace of humankind,
give rebirth upon a world of lost ancestors,
to come from so afar what I perceive,
to bring me the pure and the kind,
ferment a shape, a pyramid of light and matter,
water the land, germinate the void with seeds of creation,
a hope melting all my dreams,
give birth to a diluted wonder,
the fertile soil of innocence and power,
earnestly conjure from thought to heights of infinite,
abound my being with your lust and wishes,
may all the grace of the genesis be the sojourn of fantasy,
my precious thought, my enlightened heart.
it’s a legend of the past,
my heart is the shelter of my soul,
I look towards the horizon with a hopeful voice and ask the infinite to bring a carnal communion,
through my prayer I ask for body and mind health,
my body is the source of wisdom,
the thought bends with hopes to infinity,
my emotions are the absolute of happiness,
love exists inside me,
by virtue of the attraction of the spiritual will I gather the fruits of time and of eternity,
the power is amplified from Earth towards the infinite.
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butterfly kiss, butterfly wings,
life is a dream,
a purple veil of scents and raindrops,
a dream so evanescent it melts the divine truth of my wishes,
the wish upon the melting composure of the sky,
my love can bring the peace on Earth,
a glimpse of hope which tends upwards,
beyond the infinite,
it’s a delirium of fantasies dancing forever with allure,
senses and feelings,
butterflies piercing through time and space.
Poem from my book 'The Allure Of Time' available on amazon. You can find my book both in French and German translation.
my heart is black roses,
you’re lying on black roses,
my eyes are of diamond relics,
warm and wet,
my lips are waves of bleeding fire,
I am in diamonds, I am in tears,
I told you I am evanescent in time,
you taste me once and then you die,
I am the storm and nature of your personality,
do you truly understand what hides above and underneath the world?
it’s just above my heart, it’s just a scream,
a purple scream,
the scream of sexuality and love.
water of suns unveil the shyness of moonlight,
one sole moon, the flood of suns beyond the suns,
my melting veil of velvet cells to rule my dormant eye of wisdom,
it’s warm, it’s cold, a kiss of space to touch the time,
a month, a year, a lapse of time,
I am bored, I am not alive,
I should have known the secret of the divine,
it’s never late, everything is a void in time.
Poem from my book 'The Allure Of Time' now available on amazon.
it is the death of time,
weeping beauty cries her grief and grace up to the sky and back on Earth,
moons are the ring in melted void of time,
weeping again,
a world in rain and harsh deluge,
entrancing flesh,
the life is short and temporary,
I cry with the urge of the apocalypse,
my noble soul belongs to the beauty of the infinite,
come back on Earth, water the land,
choir of butterflies,
honey and grapes would burn the evolution of a mind,
seeds in the darkness,
mouth full of birds fly after time,
dark veil and beauty in the dark,
it is the death of time and space.
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a dust of the moon wipes my face and my crystal edges,
hiding from the evil eye of the world,
it was a spell without a clue,
with the shadow in the thought the death angels called,
a twilight under the eyes of the holy ghost,
the death of the long-time world,
under my eyes of cold shadows,
red arrows and dry shadows.
Kiss me with the grace of God.
Kiss me with the radiance of angels.
Kiss me more until I die.
Vanished from Earth to eternal life.
Blessed forever with your holy posture in the garden of melting temptation.
Invade my perfume of vulnerability and bliss.
Kiss evermore in the fan of saints.
A lip of heaven leaked from the highest peak of God.
Dress me with the clothes divine.
Thy majestic touch, o God, wounds all the realms of time and carries thy penetrating shaft of light into the ***** of my molten love.
I swim in a basin of pleasure and withdraw my senses from the terrestrial world.
Let thy wave of love inebriate my spirit and lift it up into thy chambers of Heaven.
if you are a poet,
come join me with your knowledge,
come touch the godly kingdom of deities,
both with perception and curiosity,
I will imbue a world of progression,
you will reach the highest peak,
touch me with your words and pain,
dress me with your cravings, more,
if you are a poet, show me the nature of your being, love,
show me the colours of your infinite meaning, pain,
words scattered by your soul, heart,
up in the accents of profound delight,
paradise of butterflies.
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I can't wait until I am going to publish my next book.
I must evolve spiritually.
I am beautiful like heaven glows,
and fountains of time kiss my cheeks,
wisdom of fragile sensibility and grace.
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Tim
Tim
Thy lips like golden pages of a sacred book are shining.
Thou art resplendent in gold;
I am shy in waves of pink.
Soften my sweet sap, soften my love for thee and let it be planted like a seed in the grounds.
With thy light may thou water my heart.
For thee I die, for thee I die.
I've heard you singing a beautiful song,
on Earth you were the stars,
in heavens you are gods.
My soul like perfume oozes through thin air.
A pink moon has vanished the dawn of thy kiss.
Like the wings of a butterfly my lips are moving the rippled sea of thy thought.
I'm just above the sea,
of shy jewels are my dreams,
I catch a glimmer blue,
should I care if it was true?
I'm waiting for the moon,
of big waves are my dreams,
I steal a purple blue,
should I believe if there's a clue?
but roses **** my heart, my beauty and my mind,
I'm bleeding purple blue though skies are shy and cry for you,
I'm heading towards the moon,
with diamond on my dreams and silver blue,
I'm all at sea, now drinking in my dreams and wait forever blue,
one day I'll be with you.

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This love is sanctifying me,
wines of ecstasy are pouring on my lips, injuring my soul with moaning,
I desire you only,
I desire the sweetness of our heavenly flavours from which the sun is melting and turning its gaze towards bottomless oceans,
let me drown my being in your absolute existence,
this shy soul of mine is giving fresh buds,
my tears are holy churches springing on Earth, where humble pilgrims search in quest for your graces and succour.
I’m filled with love, hatred and anger,
I am unable to change your fear or laughter,
a golden sea could storm a dream,
my aching love can destroy,
eyes indulged in strange design,
my wisdom, pure shore of delight,
you either love me or not,
like an ocean wearing blue,
diamond rings, roses may bloom.
Poem from my book 'The Allure Of Time' available on amazon. Go and order your copy.

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