Impossible is nothing but a word.
Chance encounters mean more than we know, and yet, like heralds of portent or foretold, unraveled mysteries, we untangle; by following Ariadna's thread:
No Minotaurs of doom to fear; no mazes of walls to get lost in; no legends to survive.
Life is real, and lovingly cinematic, like our dreams.

J Eduardo Ramos ©

You wanted volcanic
passionate                                  
                    kisses;
And I gave you
supernova
                    love.

J Eduardo Ramos ©

Without your warmth
i'm cold;
colder than all the shivering stars
clinging to the cerulean night.

J Eduardo Ramos ©

The morning lark
Visited my window
To tell me that poetry
Is not exclusively, like jazz music,
the domain of the night.

J Eduardo Ramos ©

What i did
What i did
What i did not give
What i did
What i did
What i did not give

A kiss and a hug and 
A word of love
A kiss and a hug and
A word of love

Tenderly
Tenderly
Softly
Softly
And
Tenderly


J Eduardo Ramos ©

Like 
The 
Chrysalis 
My 
words
Blossom
And 
unfold
Their
Wings
H­oping to
Fly
And 
Reach
You.

J Eduardo Ramos©

My
Father
Lit
The
Spark
Of
Fiery
Passion
For
This
Life;
My
Mother
Poured
The
Love
Of
Knowledge
In
This
Lab
Called
Me.

J Eduardo Ramos ©