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Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
You are Pandora, curious and fool,
Who had to guard a box as you thought fit
And our life was beautiful and cool,
When you did not intend to open it.
And yet, one day, your sharp and greedy eye
Wanted to look inside for jewels and rings,
But when you opened it began to fly
Around our heads a lot of ugly things.
That's why we hurried out into the world
To look for them, to search them with our gaze,
Yet we were hit by the strong wind that swirled
And wiped away our nice and sunny days.
Too bad you had a mean and lousy scope,
Now in the box is only the poor hope.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
I gently stroke your long and silky hair
And then I kiss your lips, tasting their must,
Your prying ******* fall into my snare,
And I can see them rising full of lust.
I touch them with the greatest care and love
My hand caressing your amazing *******,
Your cheeks are flushed, I see them from above,
Because your body on its back now rests.
My hand goes down, your thigh is burning hot
Full of desire, I'm prepared to sin
And we make love, because you want a lot
And moan and dig your nails into my skin.
Oh, what a rapture, what a bliss, what fun,
When two hearts beat as if they were just one!
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
I'm Adam, you are Eve, the fairest one,
My other half and I would say the best,
Your body's slim, your eyes burn like a sun
And your good heart beats deep into my chest.
Even though many people are around,
Living on our planet day and night
We are two standards, lovely and profound,
Because from Paradise we took the light.
But one bad day, a cunning serpent came
And tricked you, for alone you used to roam,
I couldn't stop you, what an awful shame,
And thus we lost the heavens, our home.
That's why we live today without a goal,
As if we were two halves of a split soul.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
I look at you amazed, my dearest one,
And our eyes meet furtively and starved
Your gaze is hot, as a majestic sun,
And in my chest my heart is struggling hard.
I'd like to speak, however I feel dumb,    
As if my mind were weary and upset,
I feel I know you as I know my thumb,  
And maybe in another life we met.
I fear to blink lest you should fly away
Or my sweet dream should lose its blazing flame,
So, we both wait a sign, a shining ray,
But you look down embarassed, fool of shame.
And then I hear a voice in the blue sky:
”You are the man, it's up to you to try!”.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
Desire, hesitation, arduous quest
Long waiting and great pain that we're apart,
But fate is harsh, although I do my best,
It doesn't want my love to reach your heart.
So you remain mysterious, unknown,
And even if I try to see your face
You're far away and I stay all alone,
Hoping to feel the warmth of your embrace.
If I could fly like seagulls in the sky
And see like fish in waters dark, profound,
I'd understand what method to apply
To bring you here, to know that you're around.
Alas, I don't have wings to soar and fly
That's why I hope that you will hear my cry.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
My body's made of dust and muddy earth
And yet my soul descended from the sky,
Love's been my mistress from my very birth
And I'll protect it always, till I die.
She's like a down that gathers in a pile,
Because she's sensitive and pure and light,
But if the wind starts blowing for a while,
Then she gets scared and suddenly takes flight.
On our Earth, love is a little shy,
People have lost their meaning and are bad,
They are attached only to things that lie,
Love for some time, and then they all get mad.
But I respect my mistress, she's sublime,
I'll be her slave until the end of time.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
When man destroys the poetry with spite,
And for the pretty flowers becomes blind,
When he forgets about the pure delight,
Living his life through the computer's mind,
When his own body loses strength and mass
And has no crave for sexuality
When he forgets about the soft, green grass,
Lost in the virtual reality,
When everything is science, sharp and cold,
And man laughs at the old theology,
When his own being is so cheaply sold,
Relying only on technology,
In those sad days I hope I'll be away,
To eat and drink, and joke, and laugh, and play.
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