Morning; Disturbing the silence a few Tiny drops of dew Falling on Thirsty flowers. You; Curled up in a blue dream Gentle as A view of ripe fruit,
Are you sleeping? Your hair a Wonderful loose cushion I try to pick up. Every trace of Our blue passion is Scattered Everywhere into Sky. Beautiful! Special Alluring lace Hides your beautiful… Your divine breasts From a month of Exquisite views. Morning, Disturbing the silence only Tiny drops of dew Falling on
Her voice Illuminates the path, Mine so far had not been spoken. It arrives now, a whisper in her ear. Leaning slightly forward Her hair brushes my smile. We can never say enough to ever over talk. All the beauty of the moment… No need… No more words are needed, Trembling of gentle lips say what needs to be said. Afterwards, nothing else matters, Not the time, nor moon, no sun Not a river, not an ant, not a bird…. The freedom of our expression and our kisses are important. Oh how I love your Kisses Oh, God, I love you.
The zeal of your shadows Dancing on the walls And steamy windows Reflecting the bluish night sky Keep warming my soul And weave a perfect Composition of sighs And restlessness of my lips Looking for your magical mole My heart Caught in the lively notes Of this magnificent symphony Cries out As it searches in you The silver smile Of my oasis I love you
The rain washes away traces of sleepless nights when my thoughts are filled with you. In my dreams my eyes are drunk with visions and I am a slave to your smile because in them I find a godliness a soul filled with love for me and I love you, my little princess. Be what you are my princess, I will love you when you are happy or sad. You know that too well, my little star, I make a wish and I tell you I want to love you through the night and that you want me too brings joy to my life and I must smile and be happy and reassert my desire like a man who dreams among stars. Spoiled. I will take my chances With my heart to find peace and satisfaction. I do not believe that love is dying. This is, my dear, just a sheer blatant lie. I bear witness to the very opposite. The birth of each new day is a rose bathed in dew, the reality of being. The reality of being is the tears of joy on my face that when we come together flow down our faces and the hurt is washed away like drops of rain and we are shielded with the umbrella of togetherness. We defy the wind and rain and joy comes once again into our lives. It’s an indescribable event of sodden feet and soaked hair that flutters in the winds of chance. Just so you know, I do love you, my delicate petal, you are my life’s delight and with you I am heady, beyond words and I sometimes wonder why this spark of our existence must live like this.
On the first night of winter
they are the moonlight’s
reflected in windows.
Our home, your heart…
you know that I love those
beautiful eyes and your smile.
Our conversations untiring,
true language of symbols
Unpronounceable but so warm.,
Your body in that beautiful robe my
eyes and irrepressible thoughts
I cannot bypass.
We are the fruit, forming, multiply multiply…
I open like outlines of light –
Merge into a deep sigh.
At least tonight you are with me.
I love you and your beautiful eyes
Sorrow can’t wipe the tears
I’m not going to cry.
I’m looking for you.
In the streets of this city
imagining your image in every
I am aware…
Just a glimmer, a hint in your smile
I am… Second
Just the second love woven into your hair
that I play with, with soft hands.
Played… I was the wind, a breeze…
Autumn is watching,
this early autumn rain…
And these yellow leaves,
As weary as I am,
the stumble through soaked streets.
And dying… like summers sun rays.
I mention the sun’s rays
I mention our names
you know…. It is dying for us.
I’m not going to cry.
Sorrow can’t wipe the tears
You’re going to come back to me one spring
I know that and believe
that this fall you will walk towards me.
I love you
Yours are still awake My little girl. Woven into the moonshine Among the roots of Linden, Troubled and worried I’m looking out the window waiting for you… I’m looking for that unforgettable fire of yours, The trace of your devotion that with time simply blurs. Do you know where my smile is… I search but without you It is lost captured by an empty bed.
in the faint remembrance of
trembling dreams where I left my smile…
and my peace.
This drunkenness has no end In shameless imagination I sink in the bliss of tender kisses. I want you to know, honey, You are my World, my World is you! I’m going to keep my word tonight. Reveal to you my soul.
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