Someone…Has subdued your spiritwhispering in your earcombusting your soulsetting your universe on firewith sensual wordserotic versesor simple kisseson the path of your neck… He has bristled your muscular tensionrecreating glacial spasmstransferring polar climaxes… He has combined his lust and his handsshuddering your torsorounding your aureolesto a vile empytonationmassaging your pelvisas he engulfs you… Some delighthas... Leer más →
He craved so muchThat he needed to eat the worldLost in his idyllic headThat we live from tragedy to tragedyThat madness runs amokIntransigence dilutes mindsIndifference tears sensibility apartThe enemy is the friendFeelings perennially banished. Now...After the innocent mistakeOr consciousDespises himselfCoupled in a mortuary stateNor the sadness it bringsWeeps with grief... O.
You build a houseWith disparate materialsOf sandOf woodOf stone. The waves diluteFire ravagesWill it be able to resistClimate change… If the foundations are feelingsThe columns aortasThe roof makes senseThe walls a couple of souls… Any hecatomb may comeThat will remain intact. O.
There are so many things I would say to youI would write to you… But…I'd rather waitTill I can tattoo them on you every day… O. (Lo sabes...)
When you live someone else's lifeEvaporating yours along the wayYou end up dying for that otherWithout having satisfied yours. O.
Between your mouth and minecould have intrudedwords, phrases,…, stories… Why a fleeting"hello"creates an intimateintimateimprobablebeautifulpowerful. That simple "word"And a passion so deep A short circuitThe heartbeat thundersAnchored in your chestDemolishing ruins and routinesBuildingA new bridgeThat changes the way A volcanic airerudite momentpiercing the steelreaches your heart Anybody?In a place?At some point in time?... That "word"Has revolutionizedYour... Leer más →
Gotas dulces Riegan el cuerpo. Gotas saladas Lo aromatizan. Entre dispares Arena parda. Un escalofrío Inhala el tórax El espinazo Exhala llamas. Colapso instantáneo Ante tal inmensidad A solas afrontar Tras él Vacío ecuestre Dunas de matojos Y el eco añejo Evaporado en el tiempo. Dispar bagaje Argumenta el pasaje. Un quijote Vs Un enjambre.... Leer más →
Cómo echo de menosEl hogar... No lo amurallesNi con pinos tapiesNi foso diseñesNadar en fangoEs peligrosoCómo traspasar... Mantenlo como está... La puerta abiertaLas ventanas aireadasQue la brisaMuestre la direcciónQue enfila la brújulaEl escondite de la simiente. No bloqueesTus pensamientosNi escondasTus sentimientos. Los míosNo han desaparecidoVivos dDesde el principioEsperandoSer bien recibidos. Solo con pensarteMe duele el... Leer más →
I think of you… I feel you… The memory… Trembles in my eyesCrystalline eyesDemand bandageNot to look like a childWhen I look at you. O.
I found myselfsitting on the sandat imaginary hours of the nightlike a soldier in his sentry boxthe watchman's guard. Watching its mesmerising calmfor its calm tranquillity clingingthe sea in all its reflective splendourwith all its plural immensity. In an unstable statefor being an ignorantto make a mockeryto something so important…The interrogation disarmed me. The inclusive... Leer más →
Gracias Carmen... Si da para más
Muchas gracias Pippo
Muy buena historia, pero hoy día es imposible, porqué hay día existe algo que no son espadas es todavía peor,…
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