To the poisonous lianas
Of the night
Holding my dreams
Captive
Like Mute oysters
Containing
The rare
Pearly pearls
Of our sublime love
Wrapped
In iridescent coral
Transfigured
In the subterfuge
Of a wise dance
The devastating redness
The exploded view
Blossoming in the cup
Of my ardent lips
The horizon
No rest
For our eager
wandering
Eyes and feet
My hand
Warmed in your pocket
Your kiss
On each of my steps
The vigour of the incisors
Tamed by a soft wind
The sudden
Blinding dawn
The retreat in the den
The rebellious escence
Fighting
Not to get drown
By its own
Achille's heel
Lips
Suspended
At the impatient moon
Terribly glittering
With burning ice
Denying
With conviction
And desire
Hope
Words
Poetry
Dreams
All these pale substrata
Compared to
The Heavenly splendours
Flowing
From your body to mine
Life
Raging
Meditating
Facing
The gigantic waves
Of the unfair oceans
Hammering the ground
With its thirst
And anger
Boiling
In its vivid and fresh flow
Circulating
In the infinity
In a passionate
Possessed dance
From my burning belly
Up to the ever quenched river
Of your lips
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