Tags: love
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You tell me what pain I live with, that I dream your embrace at night, the engulf that wraps and gives breath.
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At the cinema alone Ah ma'am, I invoked her yesterday, and now here I am, with something to tell her that I can't say. Listen to me. I was in the back of the movie, and I thought I'd think too much while watching the ladies embellished in front of me, the wrinkled skin, the lipstick...
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Then comes a sudden glow, and I recognize in a thousand the blindness that is made of light. In the midst of many I saw the Samurai and with acute pain I understood the meaning of the word impossible.
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In the thriving sea I go, and my heart is forgotten at times, because nothing is clear and high the waves and high the abyss while the water crashes on the wooden axes that support me. I went out exhausted, it's hot, it's late, I'm without a bicycle, I don't take the tram, walk that's good for me...
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the Map of the Stars sends contradictory signals: it manages a sealed life, and then opens unexpected spiragli, and raising the eyebrow lifts a flap of heavy fabric that opens glimpses on a landscape made of meadows down and steep cliffs. I made a leap back, which I didn't expect any lights though...
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He spills and I'll let myself get. I look at it in the eyes, but then I close them, that strong and too many are my emotions, I do not know what end they would make me do, and we roll under the table, as if we were 15 years old and instead I lived at least 100 lives myself, that I could count and tell.it is extraordinary...
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you know my women, as it is long the night when you face it after months of winter frosts. You know how long it is and how much it is worth every moment you spend with him, in two, in the dark, the world out and nothing else important. and so it was: after so many words that had emptied my head, after so many questions and...
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Poetry for a man who escapes Because I don't see that thin hand slowly opens up cauta approaches my face and slowly gets concave to take its forms; instead all my life taking light poses and welcomes my cheek, and reopens spaceless of teche my are already bright skies. Have courage.
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The new man will be a man who will love me because I am so, full of doubt and contradictions. He will like my arms a little big, he will not see my cellulite on his legs, he will appreciate when I have smooth legs for wax but he will never see regrowth. He'll like my speeches and stay...
