Jymiely Tamayo

Loving the silence

is the most valued love
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Capture illumined sunrise

and I'll keep the coffee pot hot
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preening her with cloistered

cloths
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I come to trade my life

for a piece of bread
...

cut it

dust my fingers
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As i ended this,

the beginning has started.

no one may notice

no one may care:
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Light up, oh hushed and sleeping soul,
glimmer your eyes and see by heart
utmost challenges of the horizon,
by far the longest path will ever pass.
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Dear J,

I love you, but it is not about it
though I consider it, but
will you allow me
not to write about it?
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I have beaten the bush
and made my way through the fuss
I have kept the faith
and turned myself into horrid
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Same as this poem
it easily received its birth
attempts to touch your deep
and fervid definition of love:
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Shall I, once more
transform you
into Eros
drape you with
...

if you have acknowledge
fettering this ambiguous self,
have faith, I won't escape
...