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It is not how you look,
But how I see you,
With chaste heart and pure eyes,
I solemnize you,
My beloved,
I restraining my fervent blood,
To be recognize not,
I quietly awake,
But you bed yourself in my lines,
As in placid lakes,
Or wave-foam
Earth music
Seas fragrance
In you,
Nakedly clear,
And beautiful to me,
Whether it is your strong hands,
On my breast,
At a primal touch,
Or your ultra thick lips,
Like a musical instrument,
The essentials of your skin,
Color and redolence.
The deep landscape
And meekness of your eyes.
You steal my breathe in a verse,
And I keep writing to you my love.
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a precious white floret
smelling the gardenia
sweetens my botanical
they have freedom
pines far from here in green land
the desert cries thrist
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I say, too much passion
in us poets, like a touch of a thou
saccharine taste invading our veins,
we cannot restrain,
we cannot condemned the only reason
for our being,
passion is what keeps us breathing,
passion can make us see it all
different than others,
not to cease, not to die
or give-up, passion grows in our soul,
it reminds us it is there
every minute of our day,
when we need to count the hours
to get to him/her.
Passion is the sedative to our worst day.
The essential of reason,
the way to a path,
to rivers and streams that find our dreams,
passion is a vessel making a net
reaching our heart our souls
keeping the beat louder and quieter in waves
frequencies, passion is vigor,
is a sparkle in our heart that continually
beats violently and has no outcome.
Passion is un corazon de Oro.
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Leaves scatter softly
like waves on the open sea
they make me happy
The cherry blossoms
falling like cotton bounty
I gaze with much joy
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I don't know where I’ll be,
when who ever buys my book to read.
I was just writing the date on my new
notebook, and these thoughts came to my mind.
Sometimes when I'm going over some
writing I see the date on the paper,
and it brings me memories of
how I felt at the time when I
wrote those poems ,
Those notes, they have the flavor
of me. My intimate thoughts my most
saddest and happiest moments of
my existence
My poems my notes my
stories and my hands, they are one.
One memory in all together.
The way my hands clinch my
writing my every move of prose
I don't know who
Will want to read the writing coming
from a stranger a none-known poet.
From lonesome I, no one
knows who she is
I cherish every letter,
word and phrase my hands have writting.
Because all of this has been to me a wonderful
companion of my lonesome life of appetence to feed.
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Sun shadows, in a
mass of salt water beneath
the clouds; you feel it?
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as I pause, I can
Feel the wonders of nature
gazing back at me
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Intoxicated with
evergreen trees,
and gentle suave kisses,
Like winter
I clinch every layer
of the roses,
and they ease my
nautical loneliness,
Seas of madness
steering dresses
of petals,
I cruise in the fresh
smell of
the naked ocean,
adorn in red,
But with bitter sounds,
and a dark
crest of abandon droplets,
Hardened by lust,
I go climb on
my own journey,
LUNA Y SOL burning,
and freezing EL TIEMPO,
And I caressing my fur,
Delightful filled
with streams
of drowning hearts,
Yellow by my weaken body,
like the fish taking
a last breathe,
Energy fastened to my soul,
quickly and slowly I
clutch myself back on board.
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A heavenly sight,
white like pearls of frost, horses wear
their feeder, and eat
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Palm-trees and ocean, nights
reviling natures own love,
tranquilities mind
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