Monday, October 29, 2007
Is Your Cm Dry Before Periods
INVITATION
and then she appeared again,
blooming before my eyes shone
trails and pink glass / autumn leaves
his voice is a sweet grape cluster
that opens white furrows
brown skin, who knows how to transform a word
in wine and water, blood and milk, honey and fire
its flower is a light that vibrates and shakes
love until I was exhausted / drunk moon
so I will take the silence
content in the eyes, waiting
then return again,
tell you to stay back
MEMORY
sometimes let me catch
by those thoughts far
that look of a future past,
rub the soul,
fast memory tangents
and bomb the dark hollow of the night
with images of eyes, lips and caresses
fragile
because if I catch them,
disappear
yet are timeless,
homeless
like the stars that arrive, leave and return
WHY MY
dare to look in my window
see a blue sky
winding roads / train left
hesitant watches
utopias Rosaries
words and swings
dare to look and if you touch me
I shall be reborn like a phoenix
SADNESS
sadness when I say I mean,
go not to the corner watering with sighs
but one that makes you feel the soul
like a big black hole
that devours all hope that cross
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