Even after existenceI too had a love, it was big, perhaps as much as it is today my pain. I also felt the charm of a scented mouth.
I can’t see you sad, because it kills me ... the essence that was the light of my soul.
Your face full of sorrow ... my sweet love ... Today I missed that nothing that was between you and me, subtle and quiet.
It hurts so much those tears that you pour out... it fills my heart with anguish ... and trying to smile, even with closed eyes, I see you perfectly.
I suffer the unimaginable if you are sad ... and it just seems natural to have your lips against mine, against my face and throat.
I do not want that doubt makes you cry. The notes of the violins impose their pace, our pace, the rhythm of your heart.
We have sworn to love us until death, and if the dead love, after death we can love us even more.
Oh ... Women that walk in front of me and never dedicate their glances at me ... So close to my eyes, so far away from my life...
And she, the special one, always smiling, l
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Solitary ManHe, of laminated paper; she, full of lucid emotions, finally clearer and sincere.Solitary Man8 months ago in Free Verse
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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
Heartache Every MomentI had never seen eyes so naive. That soft mouth, of pastel color, that velvety skin ... everything in her looks fragile but perfect.Heartache Every Moment7 months ago in Free Verse
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A star on top of another, never a calculable amount, a passion for you, about a passion for you.
Breathing with your gazes, your eyes, your heart. It was stupid to be so focused on one person, and I knew it.
A strange sensation at see you, you're looking in the wrong direction. And as if guided by a divine hand, for the sweet push of destiny, turn your gaze to me.
Everyone knows the beauty of your eyes, and you know they are the most beautiful ... and still you dedicate me a glimpse ... then why when you look at me you do it coldly ? With eyes so cold that freezes the soul.
You do that to hurt me, but I must say that you reflect a little spark of pity for this undignified love for you. Even so, your look is more beautiful than the person who looks at you, do not look at me like that ... because you will not be less beautiful.
And if you have a second of y
You Make My DreamsWhile her beautiful eyes attempt to transmit all his love in vain.You Make My Dreams1 year ago in Free Verse
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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.