I want to hug you...
I want my arms around you...
Rubbing your back...
My cheeks close to your cheeks...
To the point where after a few seconds...
Our heads will move and our lips will meet...
For the first time...
We have been waiting so long for this...
The innocent kiss will then became a fury of passion...
And now our tongues became one...
Both of us are moaning now...
I still don't venture to touch you intimately...
But then you take my hand, and guide me under your skirt...
All the way to your cave...
Which is so wet...
It soaked your underwear...
My tree of life is so hard and big,  it's  threatening to explode inside my pants...
We can't wait anymore...
You unzip my pants...
While I remove your underwear...
You are begging me to get in...
But I first want to let my tongue explore your cave...
I rejoice at its juices...
Slowly and deliciously...
And the more I drink the more excited I get...
Then I kiss your lips again so you can get a taste of your own juices...
Then you and I fuse in to just one entity...
Furiously rocking ourselves back and forth...
As if we were a single body...
And right now we are...
And we continue to do so...
Until a mix of sweat and perfume brings all to a ******...
Now that you read this...
Love of my life...
Would you give me a hug...

Us poets tend to float in the air sometimes...
Maybe dreams are lighter than air...
And that causes poets and dreams to get up in the sky...
Maybe the sky is a poet's refuge...
Tonight I seemed to have crossed a new frontier...
For I don't see blue sky and clouds...
But planets, comets and asteroids...
It seems my dreams defied gravity...
And that is how it should be...
Dreams should not know of boundaries or frontiers...
I see Jupiter, Earth, Mars, Venus, Saturn, Jupiter, Neptune, Uranus, Pluto...
All of them rotating around the sun...
Surrounded by an endless flow of asteroids, stardust, comets, with all the stars in the universe as background...
I can't think of a more beautiful place...
I feel like jumping on one planet at a time...
And wait until it rotates around the sun...
To jump on to the next one...
Reminds me of the carousel at the amusement park...
Except here it is not plastic horses but planets...
And there is no carnival music...
Just the sound of the shooting stars and the comets sound as they cross the galaxy...
This is my cosmic carousel...
I hope dear reader you can come here...
I never want to get off this carousel...

A Hummingbird ***** its wings 80 times per second...
They never give up...
Defying wind and the rain...
Even the snow...
They never stop flapping...
For they are always looking for the flower's nectar...
No different from life...
Where we are always flapping against adversity and evil...
Trying to find happiness...
All of us are the hummingbirds of life...

If you soul and heart ever feel down...
Think of 5 happy memories...
Anything that made you laugh and smile...
Then think of 5 things you would like to do in the future...
And repeat...
Nothing Like happy memories of the past and hope for the future to nurture your heart and soul...

It is painful to hear you laughing at other man's voice...
It is painful to see your eyes spark at his...
But I have to admit you look so happy...
And I love you so much...
I  can only wish for him to treat you the way you deserve...
And for both of you to be happy...
Real  love does not know of grudges or hate...
But it can be painful...

Yesterday I woke up to the snow...
Today I woke up to the mountains...
Perhaps tomorrow I will wake up to the sea...
But it does not matter what you wake up to...
What's important is what you dream of...
Never stop following your dreams...
Never stop dreaming...
And one day you will have the most beautiful awakening you could dream of...

I'm hugging myself...
As hard as I can...
No matter how much I try...
The clock hands keep moving...
I can't hold back the years...
They are unstoppable...
I can only hope I can hold back the memories...
For even time can cause memories to fade...
And if they ever fade...
Perhaps I will be lucky, only sad memories will vanish...
I want to treasure every happy memory...
I would like to share my happy memories...
To anyone who wants to read or listen...
I can  always tell them to myself...
And hope a passerby will hear them...
He or she may wonder what some random guy in the park is babbling about...
That guy  will probably be babbling about hope and optimism...
For he is as optimistic as anyone can get...
So please, dear reader...
Hug yourself...
And try to keep holding back the years...
Your own years...