The soft glitter of your eyes melts into mine. The sweet smile of your blue iris laughs over me like no one has ever seen anything more beautiful, more beautiful today or tomorrow. You weave fairy tales with me. Pain and sorrow dissolve in your arms. Another world closes my eyes, singing my reborn life as a sonnet. Its measured rhythm relaxes, drums and rhymes with a happy love. Happy rhymes beget rhymes. In my ears, an intoxicating sweet melody, poems, and seduction chiming softly like a siren's song at sea. Come! Come! Let's greet each other! Simply brush my lips that have grown hot, sweat drops like pearls glistening on our skin! I am silent now—you sing to me! Let your quiet sigh become a harp! Silent silence melting into silence! Querida! Play with me! Embrace and listen to my voiceless song as my tranquil lips leap in silence while my burning desire rests awhile. While burning desire lies sleeping in your arms, my numbed body drifts toward slumber's dream, yet still something inside me boils—at last it calms, and only tiny hearts drum their rest. Coming to you, I believe, is the eternal story of my life, where there is no darkness, the sun shines, and every moment, glittering annual rings inscribe the words: I love you! The sunbeam of your shoulder embraces my dream of light, jealously weaving the past, watching me gently, never wounding me. Your breath flutters just beneath my head, and I feel no warmth—my fate is harsh. I don't feel cursed to be snake-bitten, because you have found me and I have finally found you. How many times did I gaze at the starry evening sky and paint a happy future there where my sighs could never reach! Come and fulfill my dream. Years passed; time's teeth tore away. I understood the picture painted on the stars— in vain, only magic, nothing but deceit. I did not hope, but the miracle came to pass: you found me, I found you.
As you believe me,
I never feel the burden of the past and the future
and my body, my soul will be one with you.
Then I’m happy there and I’m not afraid.
I take and hide you in two arms.
You just take a breath, the lock of your hair
shakes the fluff on my neck; tenderly caressing, sighing
they come to life; they look on my face.
The present is slowly dreaming.
I feel like you’re moving your lips,
look for kisses to quench your thirst.
I fly, I fly, my body pillow,
dew drips over hills.
Today, a timeless charm plays with me
and with you when I dream in your arms,
I feel stolen through my eyelashes open,
I see it as a gift that blows to your face.
I remember your movements,
inside me, living inside me forever.
We hug each other lying naked,
silence is still, time stops,
I wish being between two worlds, so be it,
while with you, my life is always in such peace.
Coming to you, I believe it will continue
if I look at you and you look at me kindly.
Then the air plays with us in a smile.
An invisible, elusive force
attracts my body to your body, it’s love.
One blink of the eyes—they don’t have to utter
words, faded compliments, overwhelming
promises, though ears look beautiful, engaging.
You just need clean, silent eyes
which speak without sound, caress like silk, burn for me,
they keep my face silent but they never speak.
Closed behind lashes, hidden in sweetboxes,
I will have a life, my cells will live in you,
the miracle shines in your two eyes.
Many crystal, unpolished sheets of feelings
break the sun into a thousand shards.
Bring me down, I will have a home.
I didn’t ask for the sun to be crystal, I never asked.
You gave it because you loved me, because I loved you blindly,
I wanted it without questions, without doubts, to put
my life on your shadow.
All that you are is a love confession.
A gesture, a smile calls for a hug,
though in hours it fates this miracle,
the light of your eyes encloses itself as an inclusion.
The indescribable tenderness, the endless desire
flies into a peaceful, fulfilled dream.
I embrace you, lean on you,
blow a gentle kiss on your eyes,
accompany every moment of your life.
Without you, the moment is waiting.
Crumbs of memory are falling, falling all over,
beautifying the present and the past, all
that matters is the anticipated encounter.
The secret hope of undefined dreams:
Once upon a time, the future was not built from crumbs,
you and I were together forever. Not over,
there is no beginning of existence, only a part of it prevails.
I feel this renewing time will be beautiful,
the incredible deep vibration of joy will be ours
pervading my body. A silky vibrating melody,
rests, dies, comes to life. The divine magic—the only key to a secret tale.
Once upon a time, there were no…..feeling,
no, no, no fairy tale, easy dream quilt,
hope wrap. My anesthetic humming poured softly.
Now, in the morning, the first light whom the eyes see,
softly caresses, kisses me!
I wish I could hold you first, before anyone else!
I know that once this ache is answered, not far behind
will come the melody of honeymoon, and it will make me whole—
keeping us bound because we can see each other’s face.
Our future has slipped into something we cannot predict.
Today you are here, but tomorrow? What then?
Will you wrap your arms around me, or will our wedding
exist only in the theater of our minds?
How the moon grants light to our beautiful lies!
I believe the spell of your arms is the earth’s own cover,
the gentle breath of your touch upon the eternal fire of us—
I am hiding there!
Your touch itself becomes a gentle wind
that glows with passion across my skin.
My body close to yours, the world dissolves,
the small endless sky presses its kiss to my rising breath.
You surrender between my body and my arms.
Your being becomes the pulse within my being
as it trembles on the volcanic slope of molten stone.
The vibrant catharsis of each cell within me
is a veil upon a veil, today.
I am hiding there. I wish this would never end!