God created the Earth With love and affection In seven days. Mountains, stones, seas And even plants, animals Well, then one day It was our turn They are my most intelligent living one, he said, Made us privileged From head to foot. By spitting in the same plate we eat We cut the
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One Loved and became smaller Another one Prospered as he loved Smaller one got out of condition Prospered one got matured. The eye saw and the soul loved. They looked together At the bottomless pit presenting Adam’s ale. As one was descending down the pit Took the other one with him. One
Would it be you who suits my skin most I would have watched from a distance My handful of happiness For fun I would have wanted to say as my gut tells me Come on, “take off and fly my dreams with me” You would have a laughter while you would be sitting For my
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Run kids, run The seagulls would not catch up With the speed of your heart No hope is that faraway Tomorrows are not so distant Each hope and wait Nestles in your palms Close your dreams tightly The blue color of the sky Should not slip through your fingers Like awakening of a flower’s bud
i just wanted to peel off my clothes like a lizard off my womanhood and geography as well and i wanted to get lost in this cannibalistic forest i had seen a child somewhere out there in a truck bed covered with the filth of time bandits were collecting pearls from the sea in
my beloved opens a new door to me day in day out a new dilemma between me and myself when i do not see him i assume he is too much of himself when he doesn’t see me, he assumes i disappeared i am scared and turn back without opening the doors i
Immature sunrises steam sights and glories The eternal need for creation Painted sheets with red lipstick Represent the dreams of teenage women Endless dreams… galenic, barmy With angels and golden horses Dreams without prejudices Fragrants of bitter orange blossoms and jasmine Unexpected dreams in dark mirrors Coping moments of erotic embrace In white hotelrooms of
You’re touching me. And I am wondering Is this the beginning Or the destination as I look into your eyes Is Eros beyond death? Eros as shelter of the hour? Eros above the denial, instant, Eternal, and endless? Lost in the spirit of Eros, We are staggering in the world of senses… However, holding
In keeping with ARTernal practice I would like to announce the arrival of a new member of my family Conceiving her has been the work of many years; I carried her elusively to life Thankfully, her delivery was remarkably smooth, although preceded and spurred on by penetrating encounters, orgasmic bouts of delirious glee, and gathering seasons
Comical elegance: it dramatizes the most profound of concerns It shutters hopeful excuses and shallows its doldrums Its dominating exit is felt at the core of the legacy of its making It is the illustration of years gone by and time ripe for taste Autumn’s aim falls conceptually on the atlas of no hibernation
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