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