8.4.09

Love Mess

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I miss you, you said, on the night

where poem struggling, sliding away,
pushing, destroying, crushing, intoxicating me. Obviously I read the silence
on your poetic face. O, thousand of rays left from the eyelid.

I miss you, you said, like a silent

that stabbing, curving,
tapping the whole body.

I miss you, you said, on the silent

night, no sounds
breaking the dawn, the morning where my nervous came to your face.

... a poem

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7.4.09

Books Of Love

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It's time for our books to be closed
Go ahead, write the new pages of your book
Don't open your old books
since those every words written are
the desiring soul.

Write your new books with full colored dreams
Not our dreams that dark and gloomy
I myself will write my new book
with dream of a violet butterfly
whose wings are scratched.
with dream of raining tears
which drift the rainbow in the edge of the sky
when the sky is orange colored.

Remember our book of dreams
with the memory of a hope
that went down in an inability
ended with the palace burned

Your book, my book, and our book
is a journey without beginning nor ending.

Loving you, with life, blood, and

dreams
.

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