* between salted scarce trickles of tears . darkened by heavy clouds of comparison with others . the weight of lead the toxicity of the same . I lose my way on the starred map in the silvery night . my trip on earth slowed down heavy luggage of spoiled health . may be a […]
Up In Smoke, April 2013
Rispondi
* I have always knew you are an hedger but now we are talking business life at a crossing finds me reluctant . you clipped your attitude away now you are sweetness even politeness I stand hesitant taking time not sure you are telling truth . bad habits gone projects a new life new schedule […]
* . correct I use my intellect to probe sensitivity an instrument . I use my logic to draw conclusions a map of the sky . I use my voice to simplify what you see complicate . I use my hands to run over your skin looking for some body hair . I use my […]
* . I understand you with my eyes one glance suffice I could put you into focus while moving I have become attentive to life . we look for speed detectors while driving slow accomplish one day to run away . . Filed under: Poetry
* . you know how we keep each other at distance . but when we look one for the other we are there . how we will never admit it but we do like not to loose touch . we know we will not be together but we will be there anytime . to start […]
* got a tooth ache cause a fake one says change me soon . I use my hands maybe I don’t know how to bite anymore . what does it mean I haven’t made love in a long time . on the opposite I got a pointed pain in my elbow . it puzzles me […]
* . little one jumped away keeping one eye on me he had said his had no more to add in his slight disapproval . don’t your remember the little voice that carried you through in the harsh season? wait . each time you waited it was effective and greater essence and fair responses had […]
* . I like the whispers you exchange the drawn-out breaths the air you take away from each other I sense your bliss I accept him . but he’s lacking he’s not here today and you – alone on a freezing porch – seeking meaning make no sense . . Filed under: Poetry
* . the little one approached me looking up in stupor what are you doing out here engrossed in your beauty cladded up that way? . he ignored my smirk my pleading eyes you have no fur coat under neat your robe is your silky pale wintery skin… . that skin the big one seems […]
* – it had been a long time since I sat here – listening to night’s nature searching words reasoning pain out it had been a long time since I had done this in English . may be to draw away from you – as I fear the end of us – of this half […]