The Eye of the Storm

Winter frost
Howling
At the four corners
Angelic faces
Praising
Megalomaniac
Barking dogs
Spitting words
Of undisguised 
Hate

Children
Have learnt
The taste of
The silent
Threat

A dishumanization
Crawling
In their doomed
Cradle

Mothers
Fathers
Brothers
Sisters

Every single song  
Of  an unestimable value 
Dragged 
Under the ruins of Distress
Tossed
On ships of the last chance

Holding on to sunshine heartbeats
Falling asleep 
In the arms 
Of a sacred breath 

The Beethoven Frieze, by Gustav Klimt: The Longing For Happiness Finds Repose In Poetry.

Golden dew

My soul
Passionately
Drinking
The landscape
Of our skins
Breathing
Together

Shivering
In endless waves
Never
Satiated
Fingers' morning symphony
On sunny dew
Similar to
Wet glittering gold

The Sehnsucht poems (19) - Night Poem

In the moment
Of my imperfect 
Body
I bend myself
Until 
The infinite pain
Of your absence

A rise
Perpetually falling
To reborn partially
At dawn

A consuming fire
Crushing the night
In silence
In crumpled sleep
Until 
Exhaustion

Snatched
By its own
Emptiness
Until
The aching 
Limbs
Forgetting the hours
The seasons
The Time

In stillness 
Waiting

Petrifying  
Exulting 
Desires

Caged
Betrayed
Passion
Struggling 
In the blinding light
Of its own 
Reflection

The Sehnsucht poems (18)

My arms
A stretching empty sky

The solitary branches
Of a sleeping tree

All the sunsets
And the dawns
That have been missed
Can't be contained in words

Your breath
Between the wide
Open ocean of my desires

The palpable absence
Filling my veins
With red despair
Spreading its wings
Over my daily
Crazy clock
My cry
An echo
Toward the far
Icy mountains
A temporary exile
A thousand miles
Of hope
Shining like the promise
Of our reunited
Burning 
Lips

The Sehnsucht poems (17)

The Colour
Of our intertwined dreams
Covering our eyelids
Touching our souls
In  a desire for
Eternity

To read your breath
Suspended at  my greedy lips
An extension
Of my own breath

Blossoming
Melting
In abandon
Never exhausted

In movement among the stars
In the balance of your arms
In the beauty of your look
That marries and dresses my body
Like a poem
I find my own meaning again

A dismantled melody
That needs to be sheltered again
Far from the sleepless nights
Of unchosen sacrifice
Exploding
Like broken glass
On the bleeding ground
Of hours colliding
In confusion and pain

You are
Here
A wholeness
And it is enough to give sense
To all the rest

Life
Circulating

Passionate
Pulsating
Blood


A perfect balance
Between our silences

Between my lungs and yours
Betweeen my words and yours

The treasured 
Golden 
Tenderness
Of your velvet body

My bosom
An overturned ocean
Eager to contain
The beauty of your fever.

The Sehnsucht poems (16)

In a world
Where I do not exist 
Walls are opaque and high
Unreachable
For the eye
As dark and thick
As the most nebulous
Farthest
Galaxies

There
I stand
At the edge
Of a dream
With the taste 
Of a never ending
Pain
On the lips

Flowers
Only
In imagination
With breathtaking
Bright colours
Numerous
And wild
And cherished
Blossoming
In bursting out 
Redness
Translucid 
Water lilies
Floating on 
A quiet pond
My hands 
Unable to reach
The soft riddle of the wind

The strangest
Of all the strangers
Into the enigmatic landscape
Covered up
Nameless
Lovingly
Set aside

Homeless heart
Constantly 
Adjusting
To the unpredictable
Waves of Time
Fragmented
Out of reach
Almighty decider
Holding my life 
In its hands

In a world
Where I do not exist
Windows shine
Like impenetrable
curtains of greyness
Protective fortresses
Invicible and mute
Hiding long talks 
And tender smiles
And maps 
And Tea breaks
And wild flowers 
And cats

Secrets
Behind
The translucid giant
Aquarium

The film
Of someone else's story
Unfolding 
Mercilessly
On a distorted screen

Portraits in frames 
Of timeless mysteries
Hanged onto secret walls

Whispers
Fading into silence
Engulfing the pain
Of a bleeding heart
Into the twirl 
Of an indescribable
Love

The woman with the iron mask

Her face
Could be the moon

Her eyes
Two mute
Passionate skies
Of clearsightedness

Her mouth
A warm and anonymous 
Desire
A darkness
A cry 
Forced
Into a murmur

Trapped 
Inside an armour

Her words
A tempest 
Transfigured

Into a butterfly's flight

 painting by KwangHo Shin

Dusk after Heaven

Wings of silence
After the storm
Caressing
The monotony
Of the rain

Calm oscillation 
Of the windscreen wipers
Imperturbable 
Metronome
Of the heart

Until infinity

A knife
Into the stomach

Monochord melody
In the weariness of a night
Slipping away
Like frayed 
Tears

Drifting

Vowels
In farandole

An algorithm to infinity

Cotton teeth
Hanging in the sky
Like dreamy white waterlilies

The long rigid wire
Unfolding itself 
Tight and impartial

Until tearing
Until desperation
Until breathlessness
And mute storm

Between 
The two 
Passionate harbours
Of our hearts

Rainbow on the pavement

Clouds 
Stretching
On Mozart's waltz
Murmurs
On tiptoe
Shouting your name
At each street corner

Noisy lights and horns of cars
Colored by the quiet rain
Of the city
The multidirectionnal 
Humming of the crowd
Flying busy 
To some unknown places

My tired steps
Longing for the warmth
Of our home

Your Smile
Blooming 
In the night 

The incomparable Beauty
Of a winter dance

Drinking
The softness
Of your 
Tasty fruit
A gift
Blossoming 
In my hands

Your body
A landscape
Where I'll never be lost
The harbour 
Where my heart 
Overflows 
In Red Burning Velvet

Your kisses
Enlightening every dawn
With the troubling sweetness of roses
Dressing each and every night 
With vertiginous delights 
Revealing 
The taste 
Of honey and spices 
Spread
Felt
Embraced
Grasped
And praised
In their almighty dizziness 
Tender and tireless Passion
A neverending travel
Suspended 
On our greedy lips