Can'T Sip Alone From That Cup

Necessarily to Samora On the stream, a cork was thrown She sank in She tripped on She was picked up A beach, a wave and a sailing ship don’t matter. You will arrive at the time of coming back. -Faceless towards passion- When the dawn was agonized, morning came I’d be dreaming my dream The delusion of paddling the sea of love without safety That passing by valley slits the front of my house Brings and takes water -don’t you mind giving me a cup!- This instant… Domesticated with pain Your loyalty is vital and you are well-worn Imagine you Laying nearby in others snaky arms The arms that shot my heart ---it shaded lights on more beats Instead of the distance Gone astray is not at ease. With the wind and with the wind This instant… Time struggle against time As you smoulder my mind's eye into a fantasy Days are nights and the same line of attack, sub- stories Why reddish rose in my hand as you are all roses I obey the truth; I’m only irritating other’s plant I gain the fragrant of my tiredness –walking on by- This instant... Up above where air outdoes The reverie is stubbornly standing I still jump onto the floor preparing a glider for love Uncut ropes and a silky seat for two birds Poetess is my bird on shoulder, in veins and between bones This instant… Underneath the last sparkling star thinking and gazing Into things that have been my own That will never be my own. Getting back to the memories Swimming in an endless pool of images and words Quenching the desire of missing, just somehow This instant... My senses flounce your absence Your silent acquires me the language battles ---God! A German flight pierced the atmosphere Shelled many wild birds there as I was only watching the scenes This instant... The valley’s slit leaves a border line Face on the pane; I steal glimpses Wiping away tears by sunny bar entity Hanging on someone to bring me gathered drops Steadfast- “No more than one” I say to heaven-