Holy Spirit
I embrace
The essence
Of this river of life,
Which springs
From His throne
And flows everywhere.
I inhabit this Holy space.
I am a thinking transparent stone,
I am alive,
I become a part of this river.
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I fear not
Of
Your own thoughts,
Your doubt,
Your fright reactions,
My epiphanic fear,
Our whole truth,
Not being worthy,
Being inadequate,
Confusion regarding this planet,
Our reality
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Beyond the Time
Ships leaving the port,
Disappearing,
Being seemingly eaten
By the mobile horizon,
Slipping
Into the crack
Of the time mirror,
That crack holding
The roots of our existence,
Adorning the solemnity
Of death.
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A non-stop bleeding sculpture
A non-stop bleeding sculpture,
With flesh of granofels
And veins of quartz,
Enlightening the glow of death,
Bending the seconds,
At sharp angles can create
The metamorphosed existence
Between real and unreal.
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Pablo Picasso cubism
Your soul
Is an invisible side of a cube,
Sensing the real touch
Of your body.
This side becomes
A form in my mind,
Gaining an ideal existence.
In this frame I keep
The essence of
This special thing
Called love.
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Domination - ACROSTIC
Drove,
Old king,
Mastery,
Interference,
Nullification,
A power to defeat,
The exclusion of others,
It means also transcendency,
Or going beyond usual limits,
New multiplayer strategy world game.
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The raven of Edgar Poe
We need only time
To undergo metamorphosis....
The girl and the old woman
Keeping an eye on each other;
The raven screaming, solemnly:
-Nevermore!
O, the raven of Edgar Poe,
Which had guessed
Their secret...
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The meeting
No, it is not too late
To meet each other
In oneness and equality.
For a viable alternative
Painting
With agony and ecstasy
The canvas of our souls
Pursuing our dreams
Deep
Into a curve
Of love
Which
Must be perfect.
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The taste
It’s the taste you place on my wishes,
So I wish to taste you.
And you grab my thoughts
Until I begin to understand
That you are a man.
And that understanding
Nourishes belonging.
But your mouth
Will never say those words.
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Stone statue
I am like a stone statue,
In a sitting position,
I'm your throne,
On which you nicely
Take place
From time to time.
In order to kiss me
With the kiss of death,
You nicely take your place,
Inside of me,
From time to time.
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