fire


my blue night has disorder’s smell
and the perverse silence
even when voices are heard
in metaphoric algorithms… —
[and is so cynical… —]
lucky me for I’m beauty’s miracle,
a performer
even in the sun
even in the shadow
attracting butterflies and Kolibri
transcending above any fears
making darkness charming fire
with any of my joys emanated

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work of art


to not stop the insanity of love
a tenderly memories’ cascade
it intones thru veins of a poet
mellowly suspires full of lusts

from elixirs of a laced chalice
guided by the kissing dreams
within the whispers of wishes
a desire triumph in a passion

grounded into a time undirected
longing’s gravity it gesticulates
charming confessions about us
miming geography of our words

never problems only work of art

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subject, — Each Other by Loui Jover

what part of me


take illusions seriously, mon chéri;
somehow… you envisioned me so…
but what part of me… [see], it’s one
of your memories from a future
with which I’m living at this moment,
and for which it is not necessary
to be judged… or justifying myself…

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visual art, — From The Darkness by Krzyzanowski Art

reblogged

keep me close


I fed your anemia with the blood of my sun
so you not to be in the darkness anymore

calm, I changed any change of the moon
to write to you the melodies of my soul

delicately, I kissed the lips of your stars
for you to compile me in infinite texts

I smoothed your mind with the petals
of my galaxy to caress your moments

I bit tenderly the questions of your eyes
for you to keep me close with your love

my supreme sin is called hope and hope slips
thru your dreams to make your life sweet

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