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poem....."Protect me… "
01:54 Oct 03 2005
Times Read: 672






I will stay in your lap

Allow me to hug your body

Body fried, of white skin,

For which unicorn blood runs



Take care of the claws of the anguish

I no longer support it more,

She is wicked... it is

It looks for the waste of my heart

She wants to put an end to him…



Protect me with your layer

Of infinite darkness...

It is where I belong,

Place that I always misses…



Allow me to lodge inside you

To feel your skin to sweat

Your blood to run

Your heart to palpitate

Until fainting…



Your lungs to request but

Your bones cooing me

They remind me that we are not immortal

You remind me that I belong to you…



Become trained the stamp

To which we swear to protect

I am your heretical stamp

For which we must suffer



I know that you have dreamt of that moment

When you remember the blasphemy

It will be well for your and mine...

I will complete the action…

And for that reason we will be punished…



Now the anguish has found us

Vulnerable, such a rose shaft to the knife

We can see the edge arrive to our skin

But we accept our destination



You let that the stamp acted for if same

And it condemns us

It condemns us to live alone

In an endless passion





I only can see your face

To enjoy this punishment

You only can feel my body

With their soul in fire…



We complete the cycle

Fire and ice

Heat and cold



Until today we realize

The love loved us dead

He wanted a sacrifice

A sample that I loved you

That I loves you

That I would love you until death



But I didn't measure my force

I brought you with I crumb until here

The love blinded us with sweetness

And it has completed their made



Today I see you die

And I feel that I’m dying

You protected me until the end

And you told me to the hearing…

That verses more wantonly beautiful!



It was your farewell

And my life mine…



Now in this new life I look for you

Reminding nothing else the punishment

The cruellest punishment that you can imagine

The love made me immortal



I move away from you.



Today I punish in life

For the dark heads of dead poets

And I sprout for their mouths

Mouths with poison in the lips…

As the mouth of your faithful servant.

poem....."Damned Frontiers… "
01:52 Oct 03 2005
Times Read: 673

My poor mind and ignorant of beauty or rarity,

It is not able to assimilate that that through my eyes

It goes by this moment,



A mythological image...

Such which elf my infantile mind reminds you

That yes ...yes, there is a form of dying...

Of dying in peace... but...



I won't be able to die...

I should dedicate my life to you...

To be able to be yours in death

And for the eternity also...



An angel would cry blood of happiness...

And my heart exploded...

And of him sprouted...

Thousands of roses for their majesty



The queen of the black roses...



For that anguishes me the distance between you and me? ...

It will be the distance my executioner,

Or your beauty my poison...?

Oh you poison girl...

That with your look you inject adrenaline to my body...



I don’t know what else to say...don’t know what else to verse.

Only know that this it’s the only way to love...

poem....."White Skin… "
01:51 Oct 03 2005
Times Read: 674






I saw you, I saw you again,

You got my attention,

I saw you, and I no longer wanted to see you more,

I just wanted to observe you.



Your white skin, white as the clouds,

Clouds of a clear day,

You realized that

I realized that you observed me

And torn the day to a Cloudy day



Do you know me? Did you meet me? Will you know me?

Will you know who I am? ... Will you Know who am…

That waits some day.



Now I like more to see you this way you

And with just to see you to the eyes

I have become crazy

Lunatic returns me to see this way you...



Such a cloudy day, demonstrating your anger

To explode in lightnings and thunders,

But you keep rays for me

And you like to see me suffer…



Covered with mystery, your dark one to think,

Impredectible like the sea,

So easy you can take me

Will it be that I will be able to survive?

Infinite it will be your pity.



It already finishes your tempest! ...



And you show me again your face

As clear and pure as the sea

But pure it cannot be…

I just see you; it will be that you will return?