eros the bittersweet

a great unraveling of endings and beginnings

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tempted

a voiceless fury
caressing the perfect
stone of your
quiet
emerging on the
rough edges of my
dream
carrying the seed
of a ravaging
desire to wonder
and wander
in the contours
that crowd
your mind.

mirage

hell burning
across unyielding valleys
consciousness transgressing
through uncertainties rippling
evil desires
sin without absolution
emptiness fills
death in motion
motion in death
fills emptiness
absolution without sin
desires evil
rippling uncertainties through
transgressing consciousness
valleys unyielding across
burning hell.

incognito

your apparition
haunts me
and my soul cannot
escape,
my lips speak of a name
softly gliding
through my consciousness
reverberating
in the mute
chaos...
as you tame
the storms and
vanquish the
battles i have
to face
you touch my
heart like a
blossoming lotus,
but the hourglass is turning and
i cannot break it...
we do not remember days,
only moments
as i do not remember
time nor space,
i only remember you.

fall

gathering momentum,
accelerating,
gravitating
towards
your earth
your supple skin
and with careful
glances
drink from your
flesh
savor your air


my innocence
begets
wonder.

between

unknowingly
with all fervor and
desire
i have become the ocean
where i let your
sand play on my
wide shore
i have become the
waters that bathe
and wash your
feet at night


unknowingly
with all grace and
simplicity
you have carved
a heart
out of my stones
you have created
a dream
out of my life


and between
your rivers and
my reveries
lie the leaves
that have fallen
as my soul hastened
to your embrace


a steady, fiery
hunger that
started when
and ends never.

embraced

by the warm, soft,
sweet yearning
i have found
in your mouth
the heat coming
from your little
fingers as
you touched
my face
i was left
desiring to linger
for five more minutes
to devour the
fire in your eyes,
the mist in your tongue
the electricity in your
gaze, in your words,
in your being
wanting to be lost
inside the mess
in your head,
untangle each knot
the way i would
unravel
you...
with my delicate
hands.

xxi ordinary things | poem ten

raining heartbeats
the burdened sky
frees my soul
clasped by shadows
moving and stealing
the light away
darkness comes in
to devour and chain
me to a memory still
and all i can utter
is your name like
a prayer ~ i, ever so
silent, mute, unspeaking
my spirit whispering
infiniteness, forever
to a moment i have
yet to hold.

ruin

as my body grows
cold and numb
it painfully remembers
the instrument of your
wrath
~ shackling my faith
as my eyes overflow
with tears and
all i can see is the
vision of a love
i once felt
the love we once had
and now, even when
its sweetness withers
the flowers
the fire thaws
the ice that covers
my heart
this passion
and disillusion
resurrects my soul
to its ruin.

breathing | poem five

the voices
rape the silence
in my head
scarring, bleeding
not to die
but to remain
alive, drowning in
agony, the ugly
and bitter memory of
my youth
taken away, my hands
are empty and
i am surrounded
by a void.

breathing | poem sixteen

moving across
this endless tight rope
from one point
to another
in between ~
a gaping space ~
to be filled only
by doubts and disillusions
my soul wrestling
with fate
not wanting to
give up,
pushed to
its limits,
choked and haunted
by your envious
smile.
 

anais nin

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

t.s. eliot

i should have been a pair of ragged claws.

frida kahlo

i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.