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"cecilio" poems
Caught in a starry-eyed gaze Hearts close to surrender Cecilio! Hold my hand. Longing for a downpour of soft caress Gentle was me; Brute was he. O, cariño love me, Cecilio! Stay still. I want to take a photograph. Freeze memories as they come. Once Once is enough Memories that will last. You blow me away like a bud of darling May spring You, without a word spoke loudly... I could hear you scream the words you fear to let loose from your pursed lips. And I will listen to every unspoken truth and quiet revelries I shall bear in mind the dreams, fears, lies, and your uncertainties And I will never forget them. No, Cecilio, I will not. I cannot. But I shall also bear somewhere within me The little glimmer of hope of how the things should be We'll walk in the empty rooms and see them dense As you feel your body writhe when you're close to me. For now, I shall satiate myself with the surging rains that flow from the corner of my eyes... every time I see you under the warmth of somebody else's lullabies I shall see to it that you smile Smile, Cecilio Everybody knows this is not yet goodbye.
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Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 12:26 PM UTC
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The Spanish Lover
Caught in a starry-eyed gaze Hearts close to surrender Cecilio! Hold my hand. Longing for a downpour of soft caress Gentle was me; Brute was he. O, cariño love me, Cecilio! Stay still. I want to take a photograph. Freeze memories as they come. Once Once is enough Memories that will last. You blow me away like a bud of darling May spring You, without a word spoke loudly... I could hear you scream the words you fear to let loose from your pursed lips. And I will listen to every unspoken truth and quiet revelries I shall bear in mind the dreams, fears, lies, and your uncertainties And I will never forget them. No, Cecilio, I will not. I cannot. But I shall also bear somewhere within me The little glimmer of hope of how the things should be We'll walk in the empty rooms and see them dense As you feel your body writhe when you're close to me. For now, I shall satiate myself with the surging rains that flow from the corner of my eyes... every time I see you under the warmth of somebody else's lullabies I shall see to it that you smile Smile, Cecilio Everybody knows this is not yet goodbye.
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