I feel you
so close to me,
       penetrating
             into my five senses,
into my visual field,
      contrasting
            my point of view
        and
making me think
     that I'm hallucinating,
              seeing your contour
                           everywhere I go.

I feel you
     in the vibes of my ears
                leaving fingerprints
in my tambourines,
       printing your voice
                    into my neurons,
          like little whispers
which I hear them
   so clearly
     like a thought in the wind
               that dance trough the
conifer trees
                of this wisdom forests.

I feel you
      under my skin
           stealing my touch and
        tackling my entire spine
    with your velvet hips,
taking roots across
                 all the surface
     of my epidermis
                         and
            drawing,
with the ink
of your skinny fingers,
    dreams and desires,
              as if my skin was
                        a prehistoric cave.

I feel you
         in my flavor
     mixing with my saliva,
              making me addicted
                   to the orchard essence
that you have
            in your lips,
                         like an elixir
          ready to envelop me
                 in his spell,
  clutching my tongue
                    with your venom.

I feel you
     even
   into my two atriums,
into my two ventricles,
        pumping my feelings
                       like sediments
through rivers on fire
              coming from tall mountains
             and
          storing them
      into my heart
   who's prefaced
into a crumpled paper

I feel you...
      I feel you so close to me
                       maybe inside of me.
but,
    when it comes
                          the time
expressing yourself,
          I find it too hard
                         to unleash you
into the outer world,

        
                        love.
#love #feeling #fivesenses

and what if I download my emotions through poetry
that words are flowing through my veins
that my mind prints metaphors
and oil colors painted on walls
that my eyes reflect epithets in silver mirrors
that my heart beats in the iambic pentameter
that my lungs breathe lyrics
like oxygen in the air
that my palm is sweating ink
on sheets that appear empty,
but I see them written
that my ears vibrate only rhymes...
and what...
what if I'm a madman among the normal
I'm just an incomprehensible spectrum
in a world full of shadows

I'm an astronaut who has a suitcase with shiny spoons
So that I can grave "I love you" on all of our galaxy's moons
I am a legendary knight who has a mythical sword
So that I can fight for you the mountains and all the world
I am a searched pirate who navigate the fields of faith and Mars
So that one day we can live there and steal the hopeless stars
My shadow is a ghost who flies over kingdoms turned into gold
So we melt into statuettes whose hearts will never be cold
My hope are clouds above the hills of the trees with diamond leaves
So our courage be tall buildings and conquered the high fears
And my love, well, I hide it in a castle made of a frozen cosmic ray
So that you come with the flame that blossom roses in may

spilled blood
in galaxies made of tears,
candles that blow
dark photons in my chest,
my brain that emits ideas
with pulsars in cosmos
and the hot of the sun
turns into a neutron star,
who is carrying me
into a confusing geodesic road
and this road...
are just coordinates
into wormholes
that provides me the possibility
to travel into parallels worlds
in the fourth dimensions
of my complicated mind
lighting spectrums
of information into my empty heart
who was a black hole for long time
but now
that I find you
this black hole
it's turning again
into a beautiful star

#poetry #dreamingforawhile #imagination

And then, for the first time you look around,
started to see more deeply
and the beauty of nature is revealed.
For the first time you listen to the harmony of the universe and
the symphony of the stars;
then everything starts to become more and more beautiful,
lies and lies of beauty are revealed
because your eyes have a penetrating force...
whenever you look
you go deeper,
and even in rocks
you see flowers blossoming...
until we started to ask:
"what we are
in this vast Universe"
and the answer was:
"Not even a small cell, not even a quark..."
but then, a small whisper started to talk with us
and this whisper is actually our ego,
and if you listen very carefully to him,
the ego will put you again and again
on a neurotic path,
the path of being someone.

The truth it's that the man is very egoistic
he cannot feel at ease
just to be himself,
he wants to be above of very much things,
above this planet and his satellite,
above this stars
above this galaxies
he wants to be above even this Universe
And then, when he become all of this,
only then
he will realize that he will be more lonely than ever,
and would like to become a man again;
As a child when he wants to be an adult
But after he gets and turns old,
he wants to play again like a kid,
but realize that it's too late...
After all I don't criticize them,
because all of us were born from startdust
and want to die
where we come from...
like stars,
like galaxies,
like Universes.
and, at the end,
that makes me happy,
because I always wanted to listen
to the harmony of the universe
and to the symphony...
of this beautiful stars.