Writings

I feel you

I feel you, omnipresent, I feel you in my dreams, honey,

Sometimes I remember the touch of our lips as if it were not a dream, the touch of our hands on summer afternoons,

I feel you…in every little leaf that falls in late autumn, in every spring breeze that blows my cheeks, in every little snowflake I see in the morning,

I feel you, in every season and beat of my heart.

Poison

Plump lips and smooth as silk,

Addictive like nicotine,

Addictive enough to perch and slowly let yourself go to paradise,

Let me kiss you,

I want to only kiss your lips,

Because they lead me to ecstasy,

And they are my favourite poison.

Confession XXXII

There are winters,
and there are
days without seeing each other.

It is not the same thing,
even if I believe that,
It is exactly the same cold.

2

Sweet green eyes that consume my soul,

My heart beats strong with just one look,

I want to explore every corner of your soul and heart,

And from these create my love nest to which I will give your name as if it were a sonnet: you,

To remember the melody of our love at dawn.

Favourites

She

2020

Golden heart

Pure feelings

So it was she, as fragile as glass but strong as the giant waves that rise above the sea

A rose dancing in the air 

With each of her petals waving in the wind

Recurring in every direction with its colours

And with cautious thorns around;

That was her, fleeting but unwittingly

As a falling star, brilliant, so brilliant in her way,

So it was she, a fighter of her dreams

Following her path at her own pace without looking back;

So it was she, who had come into the world to leave an imprint without anyone turning her off To make everything in her stride tremble

What we are

2021

Two souls that met after millions of years,

The strongest heartbeat of love, that which is not counted, is lived,

We are an instant that makes life happy,

The smile our eyes wear,

We are poetry written in the wind,

The silent melody that only our hearts can ever hear,

The invisible caress of happiness,

Two madmen with straitjackets in each embrace,

The kiss no one will ever understand,

A sight that worries the days and calms the night,

We are as intense as the sun

Bright as the moon,

We are the story that will echo in eternity.


myself

I know the pain of my wounds for all the scars that have tattooed my life.
I know the taste of bitterness for all those coffees that tasted of wakefulness.
I know my fate from all those places I’ve called home.
I know the melancholy as well as the smell of all those I have missed.

I am my past and the revolutions that made me rise in the present, and that makes me go in search of a future.
I know the emotions I feel and what makes me feel alive every time I open my eyes and my heart sparkles.
I know how my soul leaps whenever the music of dreams and illusions dance within me.
I know how love knows when Mom holds me tightly in her arms.
I know the taste of your lips for all those kisses where I left my love.
I’m not perfect, but amid this imperfection, I know myself perfectly.