So
unbelievable moments have starred my path.
My endless
story starts with you,
Sparkled in
glam, preciousness and glittering spills of magnificent liquid emotions,
All become
so natural,
Flows
through the spikes of dirtiness and triviality
Let’s slip
away together in a soapy way,
In a smart
dumbness.
Not eager
to know
What about
we are unaware
Simply
giving ourselves to the rest of the world or,
more importantly, to ourselves…
We don’t
need to break anything.
If you look
to make a crack out, you’ll never find it!
What do you
mean for love?
Freedom or
lightness?
Simplicity
or selectivity?
For me all
these.
Get
together once forever…
I don’t
need anything else for sinking deeply in what I look everyday
And doesn’t exist anyone else I’d want to stay with…
I could be
complete by the strength of my imagination
or a
picture of you, pinned on the wall, always besides me,
bringing
you in all my works, my books, my pictures, my dreams,
our music,
art, poetry,
even
virtual dimensions, stuck in the middle between fiction and reality,
lulling
between dreams and facts,
in the searches
about societal affairs,
seeking
truths, unveiling scandals, helping to find solutions
in an
attempt to build a better world for all and sheding lights on it…
but all I
miss is your fire,
The only
one I want…
No
distinctions anymore, by now, between nights and days,
Time has
been deleted,
Along with
moon, sun, stars…
We just are
two alone entities…
You, my sweetest
and great first love, have been the only one for me.
I’m wondering
why I look for more than this.
Queer
ephemerous laws of attractions…
I’m already
lucky for that!
Plenty of
people who’ve never known what it means indeed
and maybe
will never met it.
I wouldn’t have
to lose that great perfection, the highest I had,
Let’s keep
on climbing the tide.
Your body
is in mine,
Let’s feel at
unison all the love of the universe,
In a single
infinite breath, in a special atoll,
Surrounded
by gorgeousness and uncontaminated nature,
Smelling
perfumes,
Plunging in
all the brightness life can give,
One on each
other,
We have the
same sound.
Your big
eyes pierce mines,
Darkness is
in me
and
everything’s right.
Just now I
feel good and there’s anything else around me…
Classy wild
our moods and ways of being
Let’s step
together the star-way of a glorious, wondering and staggering eclipse,
Crumbled in
suffering and wondered by marvels and beauty.
Would you skip in it with me?
Not worthy burning
in obnubilating ashes,
Much more fulfilling entirely in love.
We don’t
like stones nor dogs…
At least I’ve had too much of this clumsy and
fuzzy stuff.
Like the naīvest, flowery
and gipsy hippies
we’ve
always believed in free love,
always faithful to our reciprocal feelings.
No reasons to be jealous
About other stories or orgasms could normally happen.
We would end up buried in a box.
All my wish is to get a chance of lingering
with you,
Hand in hand,
side by side,
sweeping
way our tiredness,
Detached, in our lunar river bed to dig in it
some kind of rest and peace,
retrieving our souls…
We already fuck together…
I don’t
want a father of my children,
Not a
toddler by long time,
Not even
babies at all for myself.
I’d rather
prefer to be a kind of cherishing fairy of all world’s kids,
Enchanting
them by my grace,
And hotly
filling them with the love and comfort I can give to them,
Dressing
them of warmth and softness.
I wanna
stay pure as in those days.
I’d do like looking further or beyond anymore,
I don’t hide to be scared sometimes about sliding
in shallow sadness,
Totally deprived of hope.
Even if I could look inside my freaky soul to
find you there, irreplaceable,
You know it’s not the same.
I’m afraid to smash myself deranged.
I could never help loving you,
though broken out because you’re not here
And not being possible to predict if we could
meet each other again.
Finding parts of you and our happiness in every
“love affairs” I had
Have never completed the puzzle.
No one is you.
Projections, abstractions,
Exaltations and delusions…
Whit regret maybe it will happen again in other
chameleonic forms
Or the pieces finally will fit.
I will catch you sun.
From you I come and I go.
Turn me out.
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