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Leydis Feb 2018
You aim your arrow
and directly impact my lapel.
without any contemplation
you perforate me with your aimless spike,
making me vulnerable to your senseless aches.  
  
Aiming without consulting,
without sparing consequences
or even considering if I'm willing and able;
to follow you again,
to fall victim to your games,
or be subjected to that feeling, where I
concede my power to your prevarication.  

Notches that penetrate my elbows,
traction attracting my exhilaration,
you release the handle with your erred hands…
hunting me like easy prey,
destabilizing my  bravery,
making me day dream about possibilities
of things I thought, were obsolete for me.

I hear the call and refute it,  
but the sound of your arrow continues to pursue me.
Futile is my attempt to dodge it..,
my stiff body resists the impact,
the tip has pierced my heart, poisoning it with adoration.  

Again I am smitten, denying it is foolish.
Like a sweet debutante, I hear his footsteps coming.  
My beloved has arrived with waning moons;
to locate my nevus,
to play with my polarities,
to satiate my fissures,
to explore my possibilities,
to climb mountains of passion
and hope-filled constellations
with Moons on my navel
and the darts of love piercing my back.  

Blessed be your indiscreet arrow!
For your tip has pierced through my resistance
of blindly falling in love once more.

LeydisProse
2/20/2018
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Te quiero,
nada sucede ahora
la ardentía me consume
soy tal vez todo y nada,
soy una noche queriendo tener tus huellas,
no pude retenerte
trajiste todo y todo era nada
fui flechada en el día sin sol,
en un lago sin fondo
que bajo tus lumbreras
incendiaron mi mundo
y sobre la faz de mi piel
una llama centesimal que arde
dejó dormido el aroma del instante.

— The End —