Antecedents

Written by: Elenushka Toledo


How sweet it 
would have been, 
the nectar’s of my divine, 
the room of my 
reminiscence
full of solemnized. 

I adore thee, 
chaste in my thoughts, 
never ending, 
never ceasing my 
sanguineus. 

Banquets dining a 
thirsting appetite, 
for wine, 
vitalizing the limits.

My thoughts infatuation 
of your presence, 
is the room, 
a leap of my restrains
follow by your visage.

And in solid grounds
I still deluge myself, 
it is never too divine, 
never too allure the glance
of our antecedents.