The tremors of her lip
Measured seismographic.

The fissures of her vows
Arrived at her throat.

Her diamond band never shifted;
She broke away from me.

For I said,
"We all die alone with our actions."

an occidental
girl flap
was ****
as they'd
pass together
there and
she did
them fine
with nuance
now wet
but stark
or coy
with stalk
liaison so
curt  in
town tower's
suite'again

Es verdad que mi vida es poco fascinante
Podría decirse que hasta es aburrida.
Repito esta rutina 40 horas a la semana,
y el resto de las tardes aborrezco el estar viva.
Pero te miro y sonrío, y hablo de ti a todas horas,
y todo el día, de lo que dijiste o lo que te pasó
cuando yo no estaba.
Se han cansado de escuchar de ti y de tus gustos,
de las pocas veces que me hablas. Y me río
a escondidas de lo que me susurras al oído, y de
mi manera de no existir en tu vida.
Porque nadie me conoce, no saben mi nombre,
no saben ni que estoy aquí en tu cama.
No sabe que soy el peor de tus secretos, que si
se enteraran, probablemente... no cambiaría nada.
Porque así soy yo, como el helio,
no reacciono, me disipo y me elevo.
Para que no me alcancen, para que no me toquen.
Desaparezco por conveniencia y
me reintegro cuando me llamas.
Y quizá es por eso que siempre tengo ganas de besarte.
Porque solo existo cuando me invocas, y cuando no...
estoy esperando que lo hagas.

They will whisper
about our sins
about the way we lust

Let them wonder
about the dark ways
that we love

Smell the perfume somewhere
waiting the heart beat
For the arm wrapping gently
The odour is inviting life
for the roseate kisses of death ....

Dear death ,
Please , Don't flirt with life
cause I want affair with you

Confused and depressed
Not knowing what comes to life next
A promise that started so beautifully
He changed, and now, is he really ending it this slowly?

In the dark, while I savor the pain
I longed to be happy and then you came.
At a brisk, I let you in
Consumed my mind and invaded my soul.

Your eyes, I couldn’t help but stare
Your voice, that became music to my ear            
I wish the time was longer – that’s a shame
Why did I meet you at such a wrong fate?

How can I tell him about you?
You belong to someone else while I do too.
Albeit amiss, the times with you felt nothing but right;
Never was I this proud of the wrong, never in my life.

Lost with bewilderment, who does my heart choose?
HIM, the person that I have learned to love?
Or YOU, the person that suddenly caught my heart?
I’m guilty of even having to question myself that.

The negative thoughts, the guilt, the constant fear.
It has now started drowning me in.
I realized, this affected him and I wanted to do the right thing.
So, I had to choose him.

he fathom
her skirt
in a
bucket seat
that speed
entail this
orient where
sound carom
like lightning
while theirs
a playground
atop the
hill that
rarely magnify
their root
to signify    
zoom cabinette

let us talk about that moment
where two strangers wake up together,
where reason is no longer dormant
and all the lust evaporated like ether.

and when the sun would rise
and shine on their lost bodies,
they would find theirselves dive
into the light's luscious *****.

because night is their secret keeper,
their key to a lock of dreams and lust,
while day is a cruel truth seeker
which none of them could ever trust.

you'd expect this to be the start
of a fairy tale, a long lasting love story,
starting with breakfast in a tiny mart,
ending with a ring in all its glory.

but then again, let's not be deceived
by the bare skin they shared
and the tension they relieved
during their alcoholic glare...

Because *** is just ***,
Plain and simple, like a treadmill run,
Having nothing to do with love
And everything to do with fun.