You Make My DreamsWhile her beautiful eyes attempt to transmit all his love in vain.
An angel shows her beautiful face as soon as someone who claims to be in love with death appears.
My love is eternal and our intertwined souls will live to the end of time mired in a romantic embrace.
Do not impede the one who loves you to love you enough. Where the edge and the boundary is also the distance to the moon and the infinite universe.
For me you are the rain, sliding over me.
And the moon I want to feel...
My words without saying…
The songs without singing…
And a million dreams with you, my muse...
I hope you hear the voice of all the things that sleep with open eyes of my soul.
I look at you, unable to move, to do something, to stop this little heart.
A breath of air or light (a breath of your lips, a spark in your eyes), something hardly noticeable, barely earthly, pass through my body making me feel lighter, weightless, ethereal.
Life is a dark abyss of sorrow without you, and I'm alone.
What Part of ForeverYour look was as unfathomable as it had once been.What Part of Forever2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cold only to burn, burning just for frosting, amazing, flirty, imagined and imaginary ... do, not talk.
How you fell from heaven...
Meanwhile, my dreams with you, I'm alone with your memories, and revere my memories to keep them alive.
For me you are the rain, sliding over me…
And the moon I want to feel...
My words without saying…
The songs without singing…
And a million dreams in my mind with you…
Long lashes framing your eyes, the nose straight and that sensuous mouth whose corners are curved upward in a mocking gesture.
From my soul, the night was ours, with all its doubts and debts ...
Almost as if a great sculptor had become a human being in an ethereal creature ... my muse ...
Then I slide my hand through your skin like a brush.
A halo of light surrounding you, enhancing your femininity.
Your scent is still here, suspended in the atmosphere of this house ...
Distancing me of the penetrating gaze of yo
The questions of XWho loves you?The questions of X1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is what happens: I do not need someone to love, but someone to forget.
Who remembers every caress of your body?
A few days ago I spit my heart to remember your distaste.
Who would change for you?
I'm about to not be me... and become in someone I never wanted to be...
Who looks at you like me?
If through your eyes I see the glory, I dread to think that the next activity that looks dangerous to me is open my eyes.
Who would like to be a wise man?
May have been the divine woman, but it was not ... I would like to know the reasons, especially the absurd and damned.
Who sighs for you only?
That black color of my sad nights and even more bitter silence, because those who live as half a soul do not know to breathe deep and keep silent.
Who just think of you?
All I'm thinking now, I will not let only in words, because I need them inside me.
Who appreciates you like a queen?
I love you so much that this passion that covers my sadness, makes my eyes a couple of dreamers with
Angel or DemonThese eyes look at you as if the night look you today...Angel or Demon1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Divine woman, for a bliss of my being that I found you; precious woman, for my sadness that you just looked me.
You and I share my soul at find us, but then I stayed empty and you without me.
The vile object of my sublime passion... I secretly playing that part of you that I've put a name.
Why I treasure the spells you put on my soul already thirsty?
At night, some part of me walks maddened looking for more reasons than have to forget you, and then go on loving you.
Will there be in your heart just mud and poison? Or will you be the beautiful rose in my perpetual Eden?
I panic to forget about you in a short time... because I want to love you at least two lives with infinite time...
Always hinders so many things, you and me just one hinders us: your desire.
That pearl fallen from heaven... woman most pure as a serene light.
When my hands are shaking almost getting rid of reason ... standing before the angel that heaven left withou
TemptationHave close good pieces of your memories and you'll notice that you'll want a moonless night, when all will seem useless, and have the feeling of being really on this planet but luckily with a privileged position to watch the stars…Temptation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On the other side of the moon…
Obstacles do not stop me. The rigor overcomes all obstacles. One who has his sights set on a star does not change his course.
It is aberration against nature assume such madness on a girl who is the perfection itself:
Represents the darkest doom, to embody the imminent threat of a violent death.
She is a poet, walks poetry, thinks poetry, verse and walks dreams into unique and unrepeatable words, not afraid to say it because I know her, because I've sunk in its pages and her poetry has changed my look and gesture, I know because walking barefoot and makes poetry even if intended to keep silent.
I entertain that thought for a moment, but it opens up a memory.
I don’t fell in love with her face but his c
Just Say YesThe influence of her soul celestial dawn. Each morning light up my senses.Just Say Yes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For me you are the sun, that flooded my heart…
The road to my salvation…
For me touch your hair, It's like being in heaven…
Between the lights of your eyes, and the warmth of your soul...
The only secret I keep inside me ... is the immortality of an eternal love.
Those intense eyes mysteriously watching me... Because it was your soul, by nature was all the good that can be: compassionate, patient, honest, virtuous and full of love.
Today I decide to love you. I want nothing more than in this life. It's torture, an insult. I decide. And I decide to reject it, and why? Just to be with you.
You've been like finding the full grace, an experience beyond any trivial sense. As a religious experience.
Because, since I had the good fortune to look at you, the only thing I can remember clearly is the death of a heart that only lives to adore you.
A bitter sob burns my throat. I would not sleep anymore
How I Would DieLove is one of the features in life … "When you are smiling the whole world smiles with you"How I Would Die3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was what saved my life, you know. I wonder why something so simple can thus repel people.
Brief or extended, spontaneous or carefully constructed, is in any way an apogee in human relations.
To say that we are engaged sound too frivolous and inappropriate if you consider our past, our present and our future, it is evident that we have shared history makes us much more than that.
However, I can loudly proclaim that we are some twins and eternal companions.
And to be honest, I prefer not to describe the relationship between us.
As much learn to live with the huge void left by its absence.
I've been a freak for too long, it hurts just to see me.
I know how you feel right now, and you deserve it.
When I see you, can not tell anything. From the tone and rhythm, it seems dynamic, fast-paced, energetic, agile, even a little hectic. No one with the lower voltage would like you.
I think your sp
The SacramentNo longer responds to my messages, nor my calls...The Sacrament2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every day hanging by a thread is my hope...
I never believe to lose my heart this way for someone else…
Now I wonder why suddenly she no longer wanted me. Why my life went empty. Why nobody answer my questions...
Nothing left without her...
Live without living in me and the hope for life is so high, that I die, because I do not die...
One day I dreamed a love like no one could ever dream it, some love it was all life, all poetry.
And the winter passed and did not come, and the spring also passed, and neither came.
I'll stop calling the Moon by your name. Maybe knows, that I died in your mouth.
You have killed more than ten times and I have been reborn in other: your eyes.
Happy images of the woman fill my confused mind.
My heart lets himself go, and for the first time is quiet. And I smile at the naive girl.
About the beauty of the night, the immortality of the spirit, the stupid of the diurnal world, the black magic, his desire
Love Will Take YouI was completely and hopelessly in love with you. The moment I saw you, I knew my life would never be the same.Love Will Take You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know, without looking at her again, she's out of my hands ....
His fingers intertwined with mine and I lead a wonderful and warm tingling throughout the body.
Contemplate its glorious profile and my heart is filled with desire so overwhelming I can hardly stand.
And, at the moment when I look into your eyes, I begin to mourn helplessly.
Bite the glare of the afternoon. Until the end of the night.
The blood tastes like sadness, Fang speaks softly. Wolf Moon ... the pain of a fallen angel.
Kiss me cold dawn divine guardian. My immortal creature in an eternal embrace.
If you think of a more original expression please just tell me... .
Who would have believed that she was alone in the air, hidden, your look. I want you in my sleep at night, I'm sad and I love you. Look as well in the silence, I love you. I love you, love you, thankfully.
You make me feel insecure. The only cert
Solitary ManHe, of laminated paper; she, full of lucid emotions, finally clearer and sincere.Solitary Man2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But among them stands a figure that breaks the protocol.
He enters her thoughts and sullies his privacy to find out that she is dominated by an authentic passion for life, which flows in the veins mixed with blood, giving strength to his artistic soul.
He has no specific age. It comes from the kingdom where nobody dies.
Sometimes feel that he is dying alive, and his only hope is the death.
He calls the living dead his friends, and calls the living, his executioners.
How many times when laugh also cries... His soul cries when her face laughs.
You are always, when I close my eyes, when I open the window, you are the image in the palm of my hands, what people see in my eyes.
You are what you are not with anyone, literary night, pulsation of death, ridiculous promise and love.
She: A black line extends her eyes ... Blurs the gray pencil, trying to make them even more beautiful. White teeth taste like mint. A
She is one of those girlsI always thought she felt good about herself to be at my side, no matter the place or situation, but I have found she won't.She is one of those girls1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Now I must aspire with rancor and close my ears to the world: I must talk to myself:
Put myself on your shoes.
How difficult it must be for her to accept that loves me.
And I cannot throw myself to the tragedy, she is not the only thing in my life.
There is a belief, the only faith I profess is the confidence of eternal love, the wisdom of a bewildering passion, and I only accept as truth what I can rationally understand: you.
The nights are cold, the nights are sad. They are the tears shed when you remember that she it is not a fantasy.
And it is in those moments when you think you could do anything for her ... commit a crime. I've heard that people abandoned to death, a day before they receive a last meal. The best of their life.
And it is in these crazy things when I think I would ask one last kiss, a moment with you. The best of my life.
She is one of those g
DumbMy mind still goes crazy when I imagine your words.Dumb2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My mind is still surprised when I read your words.
I remember the best moments were when you said "I love you".
I remember the most beautiful words were when you whispered "I love you".
Not even your beautiful eyes, divine feeling.
Nor hear your beautiful laugh, my oasis every day. None of that was enough to satisfy my senses.
But I promise you keep my hands without memory, so that each time I touch you I do it differently.
Sometimes fear is a bad thing. Do not let me enjoy beautiful moments. If you can’t beat it, it becomes a kind of curse...
I curse the morning light, that hurts your eyes when you wake up. I curse the shadow of the night, that on his lap will find you sleep.
That if it hurts? A little... I confess
Love is an unwelcome guest.
Look how I am: and without any sadness to tell you.
This way... like crazy, trying to find you, you, my cure. I will be able to know what I think and what I touch.
Why you don't tell
Woman or GirlMy heart of his deep slumber will awaken ... And maybe instead of heart I will have an unfeeling gravestone of dead...Woman or Girl1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I do not know if her hate or my love made her to look like a sweet girl in my eyes...
Or perhaps I should not say girl, but quite a woman ... because in you there is no innocence, and your absence leaves me in doubt and emptiness, and I, however, woman, I leave the whole soul ... something that only makes me feel a muse like you.
I don't miss you wanted to provoke me, nor miss you managed to submit myself: because you were able to love me, but you are unable to understand me.
To be honest with you my friends, I think I almost understood what heaven was...
No need to look at my other poems, should not look at the story of my life to know the answer to the question that some of you have asked me: What is your definition of poetry? Easy... poetry... is you!
How sad is that ... Don’t you think? of course ... how sad I am without you ...
What does a world mean without
the most beautiful thingThe girl with the blue eyes. Those blue eyes as beautiful as heaven itself ... that seem to take me to infinity ...the most beautiful thing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The girl with the blue eyes. Those blue eyes are so beautiful, I do remember the great sea, and my immense love for her.
The blue eyes girl ... that girl is so beautiful, then I remember how far is she from me ...
More than a dream. An impossible.
I liked to make her feel like a treasure that others should envy.
I locked in a kind of dark world all my sadness.
A moment for you ...
Lightweight, throbbing and cheerful, full of dreams and love.
She cried when I cried without even knowing why.
My search is not easy. How I can reach your heart?
She conveys a sweet craving.
I feel like I owed something to her, maybe my whole life will be enough sacrifice for her.
Be to me as I to her: eternal companions.
Your lips are so red ... to kiss better. Oh ... You make me feel so confused. I must make a sculpture, a work of art ... something that shows the greatness of your beauty.