A Pact...

You know something?
I am addicted to kisses
But not any, just the rebellious ones
That sprouts of the fire inside

The ones that extend the arms
And wrap you with care
Those who knows how to rebelled before you
And grow wild in our bodies

But don’t let they turn you awakening opaque
Neither they be jealous of your acts
To become expression in us
They’ll be the seal of our sacred pact

You know something?
I am addicted to your kiss
They’re art turned lips
But, don’t you believe that with that
You’ll tame me.

A Kiss...

It hurts

And you can’t imagine how many memories here are
My rivers are becoming dry soon
Strange kiss slowly touched my lethargy
Whenever you are I still smell your essence

In the middle of this lost night
Lost I founded between my hands
Hand that not traveled by my rained face
Rain eternal through the blue haze

Just a kiss
When from your skin became hollow my footprints
Don’t spill dry tears for me
I don’t exist, I’m no more
My sadness will disperse

All this for just a kiss…

A Fine Line...

It ever grows from zilch
Uprising your whole existence
Arriving your shores excitedly
Believing everything you touches
Drawing skies of emotions
Filling them with dreams
Walking through the yellow bricks
Apparently seeing the road
Naiveté of the young
I support it, I give it, I deserve it
I can tell you what happiness is
A state of mind that suppress the blackness
Uprising good times longed to be not gone
Riding above a haze of illusion called amor
While you sleep in tucked pillows
I think you don’t have the courage to achieve
The character called me
I believe I can see it grow
So slick and stealth inside
To crack your skull
Trying to find what’s the matter with your mind
You’re corrupting my muse
Killing every verse in each step you move
But you’re failing, love
You see by law we’re supposedly to be one
And I should obey your word
But you have to gain my respect
Such a poor job you have done
Minutes play aside, years pass us by
I’m getting somewhat tired of waiting
Of believing, begging, feeling, seeing
I can’t fake what I can’t feel
Odium walking on my mind
Such a fine line between love and hate
Thanks to you, I’m riding both
Heaven and hell, married and alone
I think you don’t have the courage to achieve
The character called me
It ever grows from nothing
I know I love you
But now abhorrence masked your siege
I’m tired of giving all
Beware of my blow
Now live beside your own
Here, I’m done.

Forgotten Tears...

One morning I start to draw in front of the sea
Challenging the wind, creating something new
Intrinsic colors, barely covered in pink
An intense hug came from you
Enveloped in lust, confusion and lure
It envelope me all in a cocoon
And I barely can see at two steps of you
I watched your style
I admire your sight
What I’m drawing is changing forms
From white to blue
I smell your essence in so many places
In so many feeling you didn’t find me
Forgotten tears, I said to me
Wipe them of your face
Don’t shred yourself in you
My paint lost all sense of meaning
I wash them all in you
Did I kill you slowly or you died by your own?
Forget you love or just use you?
Forgotten tears, what did we done?

Barely Is Winter

What’s on my mind?
This morning granted me a worry
That traces the mood of my decade
A shattered mirror crumbles in my right hand
Still the other hasn’t stop bleeding from my reflect
This headache is driving me mad
My long curls can’t soothe me while I brush them
A hard breath can merely concentrate me
I sense some whispers delivering me the words
Barely is winter
And I can’t find a cure for my pain
I don’t have the courage to look at the window
This is my nightmare in madness
My dream within the foggiest dream
That’s why I’m trembling
I doubt that I’ll found the way in this wreck
This headache is driving me mad!
Barely is winter
And I can’t stop sleeping
I have to make a choice
Just plunge myself into darkness
Landing there, observe how my body is in pause
Longing for a touch of my mind
One morning I woke up
And my mouth was sewn tight
Someone is calling me with sadness in its voice
I see trouble headed to my land
One block away you can still smell the fear
A scream barely define my anguish
But my mouth was sewn tight
I’m so tired; at last silence fills my sight
I look at my trembling hands
Self be kind
Can you tell me what’s on my mind?

Moments

Those moments came when it was yesterday
I lost them in the mail, such a absent minded child
But no response I expect from this enclosed space
I must linger with poetry in memories not aware
The futile emotion, lost enchantment, why I must wait
Before the moon lose its glow, I endangered myself
Falling into the navigations of your insanity, we must endure
Just tell me the meanings of this dreams, I…
Am so confused, emotionally disperse and go forward to mourn
Searching lost volumes of your verses filled of gore
Talk to the winds and see if I can survive, to find the scents
So I can try to pour this desolation, disappointment filling my lungs
Make myself go and never glance back with remorse
A shell so burned that emptiness doesn’t know where to end
Just failed to be, to achieve my purpose in between puzzles
Drained to lived a lie through thou
Scraped unto the haze, and then I saw me, but then…
I lost them in the implication, while I become you!

...Those moments came when it was still noon.