first time

I’ve been wishing to use just a word,
something catchy, something soulful,
something deep about you and me…
but sky’s screams colored my desire
metamorphosing the celestial bodies
in phantasmic beauty blue butterflies
glimmering amid the petals of clouds
filled with the perfume of love’s seed.

I’ve been wishing to use just a word,
you to feel its charm for the first time
trickling lento in your veins my pulse
with Mediterranean charm degrees
equally like your body’s temperature
while your sleep dreams in my reality
writing love on my skin with your lips
without detour…just like you wished

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source 📸 • google images


the sparks of your words
provokes me to feel you

I’m lively in your moment
even if in all your dreams
I’ve got a different name

each word seems a tempt
giving birth to a tiny ogre
playfully summoned by you

as if love getting us closely
willing us standing together

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source 📸 • my photo

run it up

I’ve run it up all my thoughts to you
with all of my passionate fantasies
with all of my nocturne’s desires
with all of my madly lusts and with
anything I did with you in my mind

I dreamed through words’ existence
and suffocating throbs of my chest
just to catch you… then to have you
not to forgive you but to punish you
in that hell in which you’ve boiled me

Like the deity of love, I possess you venging
with my amazone érogène avid v*cious
sizzling exactly as you made me wait for you
letting my dreams never stay down
but to call you in the realm of a truth
from where alone you and I don’t wanna go

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subject, — Realism 🎨 by Vassilios Antonakos


he never sent to me
postcards from the beach

he sent me solitary pics
with his plurality of emotions

that majestic symphony
orchestrated by daily’s casts

in pure geometry’s system
draped in colors’ community

he never sent me postcards
he’s been shadow’s sound, —

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