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Cherry Chocolate Cake with Cream And

Cherry Chocolate Cake with Cream And …

You take a cherry
From a decorated cake
And place it gently
In my mouth
It’s so juicy
Just like your lips
Tonight
I’m giving my heart to you
I love you

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With You Deep In My Soul


Written: Maxima

With You Deep In My Soul

I am mired in my days where
you steal my imagination.
As I wander alone through this forest
I want you to be here.
You and I, irresistibly fated, take root.
I don’t have you
and what remains but
to plunge into a new day with the
sweet scent of your hair
still fresh in my senses and the
hope that eventually I will feel it
brush against the dark blemish
just below my core.
We both know that beneath the dead snow
we bloom as a white flower
which we love so much,
but I don’t have you
and what remains but
to plunge into a new day
with the sweet scent of your hair
and hope.
I love you.

Trembling lips

 

Written: © Maxima

Right before your eyes
I spread this glittering dust
In verses…
It colours the sky
In the loveliest shades
The world has ever seen
Yet, what it desires most
Is to be wound into an embrace
And to hold you, hold you tight,
Puzzled by the magical beauty
Hidden in your hair.
Waves of passion in trembling lips
The perfect harmony
Of restless bodies
Reveal the mysteries of universe
And when your divine kisses
Fade away
Then the silence falls upon us
And we embrace the twilight
Content and blissfully happy.
I love you

Sighs of Fulfillment

Written: Maxima

I am drowning in a sea of
tender impatience.
The tremor of your beautiful lips
tempt me with seductive mischief
and your curves are as sensuous as
your enticing smile.
When words cease and transform
into sighs of fulfillment
it is there we will succumb to
the fiery yellow dawn.

I love you

Observations About Us

Written: Maxima
Observations About Us

Bring me the horse of Zelenka
waiting for me in the green meadows
among the birds and the elm trees
and the wood pegs fragrant flowers
for I am facing an awesome battle.
I have a passionate love battle awaiting me.
I want her to surrender a world of tenderness,
her warm and beautiful lips.
My imagination and all of my dreams are deserted
on the glorious constellation of her beautiful eyes.
To be hers at sunrise I run along the sand by the sea
where she is the bliss of a playful nymph
adorned in flowers.

I love you my beautiful Angel

El pescador y las olas del río


Written: © Maxima
El pescador y las olas del río

El pescador y las olas del río
murmurando hilo de oro
y lloviendo espuma suave
las olas lavan la noche
en nuestro río favorito

Historias de pesca en la oscuridad
barco flotando suavemente
olas lejanas
ocultándose de nuestra vista

murmurando hilos de oro
lloviendo en espuma suave
en la noche,
pescador y el río olas

Lo supe todo cuando viniste hacia mí;
llena de éxtasis ocultos.
Entonces, yo pude escuchar en mi corazón
el viento que soplaba en tu pelo.

Flame Out of Dead Ashes

Flame Out of Dead Ashes

There are few who know the meaning of the phrase “flame out of dead ashes” whilst in this world; on this journey you’d want to stop for a moment, for a moment to admire the magic darkness between the light of two fireflies; a great hope is born as this darkness pleases you in a magic way, just as the fruits from the table of Agape agree with you, caressing your soul as they unfold what this darkness has given birth to. And that which has been born is not talked about; and what is not talked about did not happen, did not exist; and yet it existed, for your heart knows. But ashes are being strewn over it, dead ashes, everyone should know that! And out of these ashes a flame is bursting forth. A flame! And it burns and warms and feeds your soul, taking your heart and your being into only God knows what kind of world, and into the public arena; and you in that public arena; and she in that public arena…she touches you sweetly and you appreciate the darkness watching you with her black eyes.

When you are out in the open, you don’t know who is listening, who’s watching you, or what will be said or learnt, and it’s not important what will be learnt! Well, no, it is important, very important, for in your mind and in your heart – in your veins, your chest and in the stars – love abides – and you like and love that flame so much – the flame that’s bursting forth from the dead ashes!

Read this book, you won’t regret it.

Stefan Maxima