know thyself (2) #poetry

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know thyself

and you will know

the side the moon

has never shown

sparkling rivers

running through wild forests

sounds of shooting stars

in nights of bloom

the shy tremor

of the marble arches in Verona

when Romeo was serenading Juliet

remember how in other lives

your eyes shed tears

in blue lakes

recall each magic move

your body knew

 

do not betray yourself

and you will know

why i love you!

 

 

i’m not the first #poetry

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tell me that tomorrow we will meet

don’t tell me where

the frantic beating of your heart

under the linden trees

will show the way

like pebbles

in a story written

by the Brothers Grimm

 

in the first night

that we will spend together

tell me we’ll drink ambrosia

and feel immortal

like some Greek gods

carved on the frontispiece

of a forgotten Parthenon

 

when morning comes

kiss me good-bye

and leave

i’m not the first

i’m not the last

who comes into your life

and then becomes the past.

 

blissful love #poetry

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palm trees bend under the weight of heavy coconuts

an albatross rotates purple clouds above

i run into the warm ocean

its foaming waters recognize my body

dolphins come to me

luscious skin on luscious skin we float

time stops

trade winds do not blow anymore

blissfulness

sunset

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a nostalgic cry of an ivory seagull changes something

i want to rest against a dolphin’s skin

the dolphin disappears

i am resting against the humid skin of your left shoulder

your arms wrap around my waist

it rains eternal, blissful love

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micro-cosmos

 

worlds of fantasies #poetry

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my tropic grows an ocean

spumes drip on my skin

cyclones are my kisses

spiraling your trees

rolling on your touches

like snatched leaves in the wind

galloping your dreams

through worlds of fantasies

where little magic fairies

crave your naked body

under umbrous trees

my hands drag you with me

in a humid sleep

a thousand times deep.

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foreign

 

i am your soul #poetry

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look for me my love

my body shines like lightening

striking down from Mount Olympus

i’m in the tremble of each tear

that poor hungry children shed

i’m the prayer of the lonely

the garden where the virgins blush

the mystic bite of occult ecstasies

i’m hidden in the Sistine Chapel

in haunted graveyards at midnight

i’m bursting from the keys of the piano

which plays alone Beethoven’s  5th

now call for god and breathe me in

for i am your soul.