Poetry Blog by Noris Roberts

Like a raging gale, 

sunset burns me up when memories  

cast me into the subconscious of pleasure

Fire embraces me, 

the sky of your kisses flash on my lips;

chained by the smell of your breath

and it is not possible to caress you with my hands

Tie me to your heartbeat, 

to sin, until I am hypnotized by passion

Alas, grant me at least the dry leaves of you...

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You left a particle of amber, the most beautiful,

at the first touch of my lips

The sweetness, the source of your breath,

I felt joy and began living; 

I drank the gentle breeze of your kisses

on a winter's night

Something divine, transfigured,

drawn without words;

the glory of being in your arms 

We shared the sky at night and honey at dawn,

for betwee...

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Here I find myself thinking about what I have always said: human beings are fragile and things can and will change in a blink of an eye.

As if things were not complicated enough in our beaten-up world; the terrible and endless civil war in Syria, the provocative bravado of North Korea, the continuous fights and rants of Trump with allies and adversaries, Putin's permanent interference in everyt...

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What you were,

what you embraced

and I discovered

When we were,

or so I thought,

overflowed my imagination

thinking I loved you

You could be the twilight in my dreams,

the breath of my words,

the taste of my mornings, 

everything I've longed for,

but you quickly forgot me

It's hard not to feel the imprint of your conquest,

just thinking of it m...

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Just as the wind barges in,

seeping into nature,

I feel a sudden breeze wrap me up in sadness

Shattered by the dead weight of indifference, 

I fall like a leaf from a shaken tree

I descend into an abyss where time no longer exists; 

only emptiness and fear

The night pulls me down,

I find myself in a net of darkness,

immersed in my childhood memories,

li...

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What it is that makes me love you,
in this inexplicable connection,
that while you sleep I would abduct your heart?

What it is that makes me love you?

Without offering anything, only these nights of memories,
you to enter into my body silently,
reincarnated in the monologue of my dreams

I would die for a kiss from you, if necessary...
a kiss on the tenuous thread of dawn,
there clos...

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