Joy, rebellion, forgiveness
life, wisdom, love
Destined winged music that cooed my heart
The cry that fertilized the earth when the sun dawned
the pain that hurt me in some corner
The line of life, and also the betrayal where one day I’d wake
listening to prayers that my death will announce
Poor dreams of mine...
Wednesday 12th December 2012 12:16 am
What is the price you have to pay, because for a crust of bread you consent to be humiliated?
What is the price you have to pay, by making believe that you are blind and accept to be fenced-in?
What is the price you have to pay, when fear and hunger makes you accede to be manipulated?
What is the price you have to pay, when you assent to relinquish yourself?
What is ...
Wednesday 5th December 2012 12:12 am
It was written that you would be my life,
my imagination, my fugitive heat
That you would be the moon in my nights,
the sun of my days, the exuberant passion
It was written ...
That I would be holy water on your lips,
all your reasons, all the follies that walk through your mind
I dream, living on the edge of your lips and in this scenar...
Thursday 29th November 2012 12:29 am
Fire radiates in my eyes,
desire’s claim is at stake,
on my bed the exuberant palm tree brightens my breasts
with the curly waves of your kisses
A prismatic encounter greeting you with anxiety in my body
Beyond the fury of my skin
my breathing becomes dizzying,
tremulous moans the voice of sunset ,
and dresses me as Spring
Feline, sin assails me, wa...
Friday 14th September 2012 2:08 am
I didn’t realize when we wore out the new,
the coveted interest for life, the sap in your overdue stories
I never knew when the candor became gloomy knowing your near
and deserted my spirits before your inexplicable indifference,
or when your time was not my time,
and your space became anonymous,
so much that I no longer saw it
I justified your abse...
Friday 14th September 2012 2:06 am
How was hope gagged by the morbidity of this false democracy?
How did it come to be?
How is it that petroleum was changed for weapons?
How did it come to be, who allowed it?
It is inevitable to react.
There is in my soul a line that lies between the darkness and pain, poking me, and this condition pushes me to the limit in where I bleed and I fa...
Tuesday 28th August 2012 2:30 am
Crowned with thorns a fatal pain strikes me
stirring my feelings of what one day I thought imperishable
My muse cries with me, demanding to know the reason
why your love was no more than cracked nails of bitterness,
my feelings pouring in the harshness of what I’m still living
It seems that you shall persistently drive my heart into darkness
It is my silence ...
Tuesday 28th August 2012 2:29 am
Do not ask me who I am
I can be the living essence of a soft prayer
or a gloomy room of a prose in pain
I can be the cup of spilled soft caress on your skin,
or the calm, a storm or anger
Do not ask me who I am...
I can be the very face of God,
the words of sounding in a heart
or maybe the rushing fantasy that often dies at daybreak
Tuesday 28th August 2012 2:28 am
The naive girl, cautious and fierce
The one with feline eyes
The one with shadowy corners
The one that battles day to day perceiving the voice of the Messiah
The one that still dreams of parental love that borders on idolatry
The jubilant light of day
The one that writes fantasies in the orphanhood of a sonnet
turning out nostalgic fondness hoping that they tr...
Tuesday 28th August 2012 2:27 am
I imagined listening your heart,
the kiss I felt on my lips without hiding my passion,
every breath, every heartbeat,
until you made love to me
I imagined drawing your dreams on the most beautiful flower,
and in the veil of sweet intimacy,
between caresses and supplications,
I began to vibrate
I imagined hearing your voice, at a distance, callin...
Tuesday 28th August 2012 2:25 am
Tie me to every beat of your heart
Make my hours your hours,
my desires your attention, a pretext,
a reason to think that we will have a beautiful crowning
I request the sea, the earth itself, the sun,
the fusion of our bodies,
the warmth of your kisses
I request... a fragment of tenderness to this love
Friday 3rd August 2012 2:29 am
My day is languishing...
The clean lace of joy flew out with daylight
My hours saturated with sadness,
your cruel love was that mix of betrayal
that played with the best of my dreams
I never, never felt so much pain...
and every day your indifference crumbles me
The love you gave me one day,
they were shadows, they were fantasies
Tuesday 31st July 2012 1:00 am
My lips have forgotten you,
your love is past tense
My desire has wilted away
so my heart has judged
After all, the kisses born on that rendezvous
where blown away…
No, it's not that I want to elude you,
It's that you no longer exist within me
It was your betrayal,
your suffocating rendition,
cold mornings between my sheets,
Friday 13th July 2012 2:56 am
Clutched to the willowy peak of your body,
the indelible trace of your kisses invoke my desire
Anxiously my lips sweat
Such is my restlessness that I walk behind your steps in silence,
and on my skin the tanned visage of the ardent sunrise
living placidly in my bed,
feeling fire running through my body
Oh supreme creator of my azure fantasies!...
Friday 13th July 2012 2:55 am
I need to love you...
Imagining love, I was spring on your skin,
when the folds of dawn dressed with honey
devoured my body again and again
my desire flourishing breathless only imagining you
Wishing to live in your lips, a wave of pleasure
I desire to lose myself in your fire
and baring your kisses
in the impenetrable silence of your feelings
Wednesday 27th June 2012 2:35 am
A prisoner in your skin ...
discreetly the night slips between my sheets, in the verses of dawn,
sketching ecstatically the loud kiss that grows in my body,
there where the brilliance becomes eternal
and consciousness of myself in your hands,
I do not know if this is an adventure or a creation of my madness.
I pour out shamelessly the pleasures of the ...
Thursday 7th June 2012 2:12 am
It is with sadness that I tell you of the bitter distress that my tears drain down today. The scratching sand intensifies my grief, shrivelling the white towers of my voice. Sometimes justice seems to be a wall of cruelty where only the face of an animal is exalted, not the voice of legality.
Today I express to you my emotions that ride with my dream...
Thursday 1st March 2012 2:04 am
Wild outcries, the rebellion of my feelings through the turbulent scars that slay me, the winter distresses, peels off my dreams, seems like burning embers that muzzle the hundred suns of hope.
Once again the mobs, the guns, the beheaded days overwhelm the people in the nocturnal shade of fatigue, piling up their ways in the amnesia of their minds where they suffer, bleed, fight...
Thursday 1st March 2012 2:03 am
What is worth more than the love that I give you
offering a kiss as evidence
given that it is usual
to see you in my dreams,
Perhaps dreaming of you is sufficient, I do not know ...
and I awake just to see you
to discover that what I feel is priceless
This love is magnified every day
and it is in my heart where I find you
What is worth more than to feel ...
Thursday 1st March 2012 2:00 am
It was easy to fall in love and raise you north of my soul
unveiling myself to the link in your eyes
Why is it so hard to be free if I gave you everything
and have no more to give?
Maybe it was my awry offense, which I'll regret,
or needing you near that consoled me
Nothing is the same without you,
without you nothing is the same
Thursday 1st March 2012 2:00 am
Here I am, faced with the shameless nakedness of your soul,
like a string vibrating lonely, blind, beneath the void,
walking on stones in the steep streets
The harsh winter foreshadows my fate,
I am not afraid,
I ask for nothing,
I have no settled future
I live lost in the valley where no olive-trees grow
Death gets inside me, I have...
Wednesday 8th February 2012 1:43 am
Nothing happens, I have no answers
Only the great sadness seems to assist me
Faced with despair, people are losing their identity
The word violence plays its language
Everything is corrupted
Everything looks bad, aging
In the thunder of the night I discover that my brother is my enemy
The only thing real is this sad reality
Wednesday 8th February 2012 1:41 am
I know you will think of me when they do not love you this way…
the infinite delight of my body on your breast
refreshing your soul with tenderness entirely
baptising your thirsty kisses without aspiring for one moment
to take control of your emotions.
I loved you entwining my breath in that furtive kiss
kindled perhaps by my devouring flame
riding my bod...
Wednesday 8th February 2012 1:40 am