Your Kisses!
I so miss your kisses!
I feel even more of your fingers!
the memory slow and gentle on my back
Looking eagerly my brand.
The soft cloth. The dimples, small, between my hips
One by one!
Down!
I also remember
When you turned me
Just for the pleasure
To see if my face would find
Your answer.
My face, My Love, portrays his desire!
Right now I'm almost inert!
I turn into leaf, petal.
I receive and give!
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Tum! Tum! Tum!
I thought the beat of my heart
was different
TUM TUM TUM my
THOM THOM THOM other!
I thought I just sought peace
But
white wings here, there also white wings!
I did not know, in my ignorance
we were equals!
The line that separates us
Up and down
was only geographic!
I in my ignorance!
I thought I had the formula for love
But
TUM TUM TUM here
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Milky Way!
somewhere is complete
someday you too
and so at full speed
you are filled up of life
Others moments
the Place is empty, and again,
faster for following the rhythm
you search and nothing to find out!
Don't worry about that!
Me too!
faster and harder
upstream, downstream
And Came on! ! !
You are like a Milky Way
sparkling and glowing
Even the Hubble would not get you!
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My.....
My fragility is not differ from yours
I am more delicate or more sensitive
my debilities not reside on my body, in you
your fragility too!
My weakness is my heart wild
In the same compass
who beats in yours
your weakness too!
My softness is shield in my chest
the return of your echoes
that was blowing up in yours
your softness too!
Thanks to you
Thanks to us
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Fighter! ! !
they call me Angry Poet
I say, yes, and do a poem!
They said i am Ugly Poet
ok, i do my hair and turn my back
Maybe a stupid way
to lay my words?
Yes, i said, changed style
so many times...
Said i am unprepared, not education
But i am polite and love poets and poetry!
It is not enough, they continuous saying
Talk about men, about secrets?
Sex and misfits?
Yes, i say, so
Do you want to fight?
Better dont!
I am a Fighter!
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This Arterial Love!
This love one day will finished with me!
they tell me, be serious in love
but for me happiness and laughter
red and wind!
My love heats and cools
sweetens and bitter
my small and childish heart
beats strong
beats straight
against my chest and nonsense.
Oh! My Good!
this love one day finished with me!
expands; shortens
arterial blood!
venal blood!
Short route; phenomenal way
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My Tears for you!
When i try to forget
and again i am lying to me
So; my first Tears in Paris
are given to you!
When my thoughts, smilling, Oh! I am safe
and my soul dreams that is free but in chains she is
So, my second Tears in Paris
Claim to you!
When my heart is untrue to myself
i insist and believe in
So my third Tears in Paris
come to you!
When i am forced to see what really is
my chest a warning do So, just know
all my Tears of entire world
drain to you!
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How you took me! ! !
i have another dance
not a solitary dance but
stranger music tonight
a dance about places
you and me in solitary space
you took me by your eyes
and I
I was prepared for you!
we talk so softly about love
you hold me in your arms
and I consented, it's so good!
suddenly you left me!
i want to know why?
you have tears on your face
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The Child!
If a day i was child
bring in my heart
such lies!
the time I had
was fled
dance,
ciranda cirandinha.....
Hide and seek!
but always on the run
I was going to last floor
The Solar
four windows
North, south, west, east
From there, all view was possible
The four winds
helped me to turn pages
The library,
there lies,
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The crazy Poet!
The crazy Poet
did a crazy poem
when I asked the hours to him
he replied that his watch
was not right!
It had a headache
And his time was converted into 22 tears hours
I, no longer understand anything,
said to him
- Why Poet speaks the language unrepaired -
Forget the hours Poet, and their rhymes?
He said, Ah! , galvanize, crystallize and agonize
And I ask you again
And your love?
And Him to me: Broken, breaking
and enveloping
Now, try understand a Poet! ! !
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