TO TOUCH YOU
Thinking of you... knowing my foolishness will be exhausted when…
I touch
you , measuring proportions of your nudity.
Following
your scent …
looking
for acceptance in your sighs
Pouring
dewdrops of enjoyment while …
Your eyes concentrates the integrations of the light into your glass.
Tempting you... To perceive the lofty
brilliance of your incandescent soul.
Slowly leading you towards the mystery of the
zenit, and delirium while...
the
silence of my iris grows astonished in disbelief, under the spell of your magnificent splendour
of your urgent pleasure.
I fail without greed to the minimal expression
of my selfishness.
To know you... trembling your inevitable
thirst
Being humble witness of the sunset in your
fragrance from …
the primitive intimate glimpses of your body.
Looking
for you hopelessly in the imperceptible details that...
exponentially
exaggerated by your absence,
today they subjugate me.
Recently published in the antologia :
Cien poemas de amor y desamor
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