I move shyly, in my body that floats,

Star… It has sprung up in my way from the hard desolate, A tenderly sprouted rose of your soul. Likened to happiness, lived by a living dream, His fragrance sleeted my whole body. Like a spring that brings fresh hope, You leaked blood into my veins in color. Pressing me…

I want to quench my thirst in a glass of wine,

Watercolor… Unwillingly, away from any consent I tend to be a reflection of your love, Immortalized by any experience, by any gesture Which you call sharply in the clairvoyant iris of my life. Fallen into the abyss, you are enumerated by many burning ideas They flow through your arms and…

On closed eyelids,

Her fairy tale.. His desire was alive, of life. ..of love Of tender singing and fervent passions, With souls waltzing in strings of feelings; In her numb skin tattooing her written dreams. Life… would just bury from the looks, A torrid river would be his plateau and guide, Phantasms in…

Pact with us A immensity of beings, in too bright stars.. displaying the picture of a galaxy painted by the very what we are. And in each of us there is a universe. It’s so complex….it’s so vast the human soul..that… . .. that no matter how many moments, no…

And the evening kept whispering hopes…

Paint me with you Paint my body in the color of your mind, Make me out of your veins your labyrinth of shelter. In the most difficult moment that rises in my way, Shines me and my last pointless thought. Gather my days to come, In your nest of lovemaking and happiness. The anxiety that would be through dreams engulfs me, I shatter it with dusts of love. In my endless thirst, Drip my sheer dew of the morning,