Caresses
“And between us and it, the thunder…”
D. H. Lawrence
I
I breathe you
and from the blackberry tree
a commotion of butterflies
announce the cabbala of your dreams
II
There is a breeze arising from
the centre
of your body
an iconoclast fleurette.
A simple touch.
A simple touch of a
light aestival day.
III
I […]
“Give birth again
to the dream.”
On the pulse of morning
Maya Angelou
To: Fenske’s
Loud love
Perpendicular
The midday touch
Secuent zenith
Its is history
Simple seed
Simple song
Memoirs of piano
And
Solo voice
Chorus
The plural pronouns
Fiercely
The lyric
Letter by letter
Word by word
We
Sing
And
We sung
And
Still
Around
The seed
The proveb true:
As the roots
Are
You will know the tree
Andantino-allegro vivo
Andantino sostenuto
Piu andante
Open your eyes
Sleeping beauty
Voiceful grow
Young […]
Let clarify and define
the borders
allow me to punctuate the i.
First of all, accept
the thunder.
Let recognize the lightning
through the night:
It is out of discussion the intolerant need
of a solitary shoulder
where tears may rest.
Words has been my world
and will be.
The fusion of their passion,
the clairvoyant tour describing
the texture of the skin;
the lonely […]
There is but no eye that ours,
clandestine,
definitive escape.
Silent sibyl syllabify situations,
sycophant of routine, routine you your self…
Dew
over
the nipples.
Lips
over
the pistils.
There is no frontier
just
the conspiracy
of
this eruptive pleasure.
Byron González
The desire grows up between, slowly and tender.
Experts knowing the field, we began to build the words.
We perfectly were aware of the horizons of the nails.
We discover that desire is not a palliative,
is a response,
a state of knowledge…