I am just walking by the river...
Alone...
It is a  warm summer evening...
The sun is setting... displaying  its red palette...
Which gets majestically reflected in the water...
It can't get more beautiful than this...
There is a big stone by the shore...
Beaten by the elements....
I've been walking around this area for many years,,,
And the eroded surface of this rock never changes...
The same stretch marks....  the same lines on it...
It is like nature wrote on it...
And wanted the writing to last for an eternity...
That is probably every poet's dream...
To have their poems liked for an eternity...
Spanning  generations...
Mine will never be...
Unless I write it in the stone...
I will settle for at least one person smiling when reading these lines...
Let me know if you smile when reading this..

I live in a world where musical notes are my company...
A  world where I can glide on a pentagram...
And where musical notes are the rain...
A place where the wind always carries a melody...
And where the birds don't chirp...
But sing...
There are no continents...
But symphonies...
And no rivers but melodies...
This is a place where I can see the music...
This is my world...
A magical place where the sun has a melody of light...
The moon a melody of beauty...
And the stars a heavenly chorus...
This is the only world where you can see the music...
Welcome to my world....

And here I am...
Alone with my thoughts..
Me and my thoughts are one and the same...
The mind and the spirit can never be quarantined...
My words..
My thoughts...
My feelings...
will always be there...
Poetry is a reflection of who I am...
What I feel..
What I long for...
What my dreams are...
Time will go by...
Quarantine will end someday...
If I have learned anything of these times...
Is I am never alone...
For music, poetry, thoughts... even people and neighbors are there for each other...
And there is always something to share...
Even if just a smile by someone 2 meters away....

Is there a way to stop time?
I wish there was...
So I could stop it when I hear you or I see you...
It would be heaven if I could see you or hear you for an eternity...
Luckily the memories of your eyes, your smile and your voice are eternal...

I saw a rose last night...
Went to sleep thinking of it...
Dreamed of the rose...
And woke up missing her...

To the woman who resembles a rose petal ...
You have my heart...

I thought she was a poem...
I thought she was different...
How wrong I was...
Love is blind...
And deaf...
Even though she inspired many poems...
She is not a poem...
Not even a verse...
Still...
I wish her the best...
For I still want to see her happy...

It is snowing again...
Once the snowfall ended...
You went out to shovel the snow...
And then it started snowing again...
And I think I know why...
The word spread about your beautiful eyes...
So it is only natural snowflakes kept coming...
For any snowflake would love to be melted at the sight of those eyes...
Such is their warm...
I wish I was a snowflake...
Maybe I am one...
I always melt when you are near...

Just a few weeks ago I said I didn't have enough of your kisses...
Not enough of your time...
Not enough of your company...
Now I say I've had enough of you...
Your lies...
You used me...
And I can't emphasize enough how I despise you...
I don't need your crumbs...
I've just had enough...

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...

I have seen many new years in my life...
And today it is not my birthday...
But I was born again today...
For today is the day I say...
Enough is enough...
I got tired of your cold eyes...
Your indifference...
As if I did not exist...
I gave you my heart...
And you gave it away...
It is fair to say...
You had no obligation to love me...
But at least you could have been respectful of my feelings...
And be honest...
But you weren't...
Well, that's it really...
You will not receive an invitation to my 1st "born again" birthday party in a year from today...
But that is Ok...
You probably would have not even bother to show up if you were invited...
The best gift you could give me, for my new life...
Is staying away from me...
I will for sure stay as far away as I can from you...

This morning my soul was jumping in one leg...
For I knew I would see you...
Now my heart is jumping...
Out of happiness...
For I saw you this morning...
My heart will always rejoice at good things happening to you...
My heart will jump in your presence...
And the bright of your eyes...
The sound of your laughter...
But it will also shrink when you're sad...
My heart seems to follow the rhythm in your eyes...
When they're bright... it jumps
When they're gloomy.. it shrinks...
I wish for a life where my heart will jump all the time...

I jump whenever I hear your voice...
And I jump on one leg whenever I see you...
But tonight...
It is my soul jumping on one leg...
As I know I will see you tomorrow...
Happiness is feeling our soul jumping on one leg...
Out of pure joy for those we care about...

I wish I could speak many languages...
So I could tell you "I love you" in all of them...
I'm starting to believe I speak a different language from yours...
For my words go totally ignored...
Whatever it is...
It seems you and I will never be able to speak to each other in the language of love...
I will keep saying "I love you"...
Even though you don't understand me...

If happiness was a language it would only have one word...
Laughter...
For laughter is the true sound of happiness...
We laugh at things that make us happy...
If even for a moment...
And all those  small happy moments make our days brighter...
I would be happy living in a world where the rain and the wind carry the sound of your laughter...
Then I would just run under the rain or in the blowing wind and get soaked on that beautiful melody...
I wish your days will have lots of laughter...
For I want you to be fluent in the language of happiness...

Partying is about letting your soul get loose...
It's about your spirit leaving your body...
So both can follow the music...
And dance together....
Life is no party...
But it can be better enjoyed if you see it through the eyes of the music...
Even if your eyes are closed when you dance...

This is what I feel when writing poetry...
My heart and my soul are set free...
They can roam the universe...
Without any fears...
Poetry is the fuel for my dreams...
It is my way to show the world who I am...
I feel liberated...
For poetry is not just nice words and sonnets...
It is  way of life...

Did I lie to you?...
Or did you lie to me?...
Did we both lie?...
It does not matter, really...
At the end is just the same...
We blew it...
And that is no lie...
That is the truth...

It snowed last night...
There must be millions of snowflakes out there...
I like to think each snowflake is a new word..
So if I was going to go out there and blow on the snow I could form new sentences every time...
The first time words could read "smile for the world"...
If I was going to try again it would read "world of smiles.." or "world for smiles"
All of them nice things
Or what about "life is happiness "...
Or "happiness is life"..
Or "your eyes are the light of the world"... or "the light of the world are your eyes"..
The point here is there are many ways to say nice things, and many ways to be happy...
As there are many, many, many snowflakes out there.. there are infinite ways to be happy and enjoy life..
Be happy..
Life is beautiful...
So are you...

You asked me if the moon reminds of you...
Yes, the moon reminds me of you...
Its sweet light brings memories of your eyes...
Your warm lips and your soft hands...
The truth is, any light reminds me of you...
For you are the light of my days...
And without that light my heart would be in the darkness...
These lines are for you...
Light of my life...
Owner of my heart...
And beacon of my path...

You must be light...
And I must be darkness...
For we're never together...
I disappear whenever you come...
And I come back as soon as you leave...
We are perhaps separated by a millisecond...
But we will never be together...
And I never get to see you...
No matter how hard I try...
I am destined to appear only when you go away...
And I don't seem to be able to stop chasing you...
Even if I want to...
For we always go to the same places...
But my destiny is to get there just after you leave...
And maybe I am too shy...
If you come back to the same place you were before...
I leave before you can see me...
I live by night...
You live by day...
We are on different worlds...
Why I fell in love with you is a mystery...
A mystery as dark as the world that surrounds me...
For I am the eternal darkness...
And you my eternal light...
It is a good thing it is so dark here...
For I  don't want anyone to see me crying...

I am thunder...
You are lightning...
For you are faster than I am..
And I can never catch you...
That is how I feel right now...
Always chasing your love and your kisses...
But I never get one or the other...
We are so close...
And yet so far...
Separated by the rain and the storm,,
Remember my lightning...
I will never stop looking for you...
Even if not holding hands..
I can take solace in the fact Lightning  and Thunder are always close to each other...
So at least I get to see you...
Even for a second..
That is how fast lightning strokes are...
And maybe that is why you struck my heart..
Good day my love..
I will wait for a storm...
So I can see you again...

I lost your love...
I lost your kisses...
I lost your company...
Nothing makes sense right now...
The world seems black and white...
I get no joy in anything...
For without you there is no world...
There is emptiness...
I am better off living inside myself...

No one can force anyone to fall in love...
Love is magic and spontaneous...
I voluntary fell in love with you...
And you, voluntary played with my feelings...
So Love and rejection are both voluntary...
Too bad I can not voluntary get you out of my mind and my heart...

A few weeks ago I thought it was love...
Now I think it is idiocy...
Or are idiocy and love the same thing?...
Maybe they are...
You keep ignoring me...
Like I am a doormat...
And I still keep chasing you...
And dreaming of you...
Well, let's meet half way...
Say it is not love...
Say it is not idiocy...
Let's call it loviocy...
The word does not make sense...
The same way my feelings for you don't make sense either...

There is no moon tonight...
But the nearby lake was lit as if there was a full moon...
The light was so sweet and bright...
As if the whole solar system planets were moons...
All of this because two beautiful eyes filled the air with sweetness and brightness..
Lucky Lake...
Legend says locals changed the lake's name to Moon Lake...
For everyone will remember that day...
Your eyes have the brightness and sweetness of a thousand stars...
That is why they are my galaxy and my universe...

It is a clear night...
On the chilly side...
I can see the stars over the mountains...
Can't really fall asleep...
The mountains seem to have a magic effect on me...
They are majestic...
I feel in awe when seeing them...
Like your eyes...
They are magic..
How I wish I was hearing your voice right now...
That sweet melody would work like a lullaby for my soul...
Then I could fall asleep and dream of you...
I hope I can dream of you regardless...

Not much of a poem today I suppose.....
Not all words can be poems...
I wish they were...
But I do think any words can become the sweetest poem, when your eyes read them..
For your eyes are magical and have the meaning of forever...
And any word would like to be reflected on those eyes for an eternity...
Let your eyes make all of us a poem...

Mars is called the red planet...
But I say it is not red...
It is just blushing...
For it saw the most beautiful star out there...
A star with eyes so sweet...
Even a planet will blush...
I now finally understand why I blush when you are around...
And the fact Mars blushed just proves my theory...
You are really a star...
That came from a galaxy far away...
To make life sweeter for those around you...

It is a clear, windy night...
My window is ajar...
The candle is barely lit...
The strong wind is threatening its very existence...
But I can't close the window...
For I want to send my sonnets...
They keep bouncing back...
As if the window was the net of an infinite tennis court...
And my sonnets and verses the ball that carries a message...
I am not giving up...
The stronger the wind, the more verses I write...
A strong wind is no match for the heart of a poet...
My pen will keep defying the elements...
If your eyes are about to close...
And you suddenly hear  the words "good night" whispered in your ear...
It means I was able to defeat the wind...
That was the match point...

I want to melt inside you...
Your skin, your kisses and your womanhood drive me crazy...
All I want is to cover each part of your body with my kisses...
And then let my mouth get drunk in the essence and fragrance of your wet cave...
I want us to be fused by love and passion...
Until we are covered in sweat...
I want your perfume to invade my skin...
As our bodies friction against each other...
And as passion takes our breath and words away...
I want to get to the point where all our vocabulary is replaced by short monosyllables...
Ah... ah... ah
And the occasional I love you...
For nothing would make me happier than us saying I love you to each other...
As our bodies move rhythmically and frantically...
I always melt when I see you...
But at this point I would just melt inside you...

I want to melt inside you...
Your skin, your kisses and your womanhood drive me crazy...
All I want is to cover each part of your body with my kisses...
And then let my mouth get drunk in the essence and fragrance of your wet cave...
I want us to be fused by love and passion...
Until we are covered in sweat...
I want your perfume to invade my skin...
As our bodies friction against each other...
And as passion takes our breath and words away...
I want to get to the point where all our vocabulary is replaced by short monosyllables...
Ah... ah... ah
And the occasional I love you...
For nothing would make me happier than us saying I love you to each other...
As our bodies move rhythmically and frantically...
I always melt when I see you...
But at this point I would just melt inside you...

You just left...
But the breeze and the wind keep bringing memories of you...
It is as if the air carries your fragrance and the breeze images of you and your eyes…
It is such a nice feeling...
I can't think of a happier moment than enjoying sweet memories of those we care for..
Specially someone so sweet and caring as you...
Your company was my gift today...
And memories of you my treasure...