I put into verse the muse
the woman in my dream
this goddess of a beauty
perfect- and the destiny
...
in five lights
future five days
for my new chemotherapy
and a brutal question
...
you are my most beautiful muse
from the Pleistocene to a kiwi
from a storm to the heaven
from the blue age to a gnosis
...
my soul undresses
in view of the blue world
this virgin sky
our eternal sea
...
my vertical delirium
pass by 21st dimension
where vibrates the substance
pure layer of the infinity
...
a star and always her
constantly the moon in the garden
this wide paradise to me
where I declaim Emily Dickinson
...
a star in the eyes
its beautiful creation of happiness
we are the Earth to two
my thought by her desires
...
our words are of a theater
and they don't tell anything
to the angels - nor the sky-blue
nor the soul ocean
...
her way to touch the sky
her light in mine
her soul on my destiny
...
my death announced
already the script of oblivion
and the body that gives itself
to oracle's minds
...
the war is not the peace
the peace is not the love
the love will never be goodness
if you spit on my dreams
...
to know this world
to describe her city
Dasein in twelve prayers
and its absolute Time
...
one moment one
waits for the impossible
more this love
where light vibrates
...
in every Sunday
one Saturday evening
one Monday morning
and this dream of one Tuesday
...
of art - I am her delirium
in a human's darkness
of being - this Nothingness
...
Eternal Love
I put into verse the muse
the woman in my dream
this goddess of a beauty
perfect- and the destiny
the twelve destinies in One
faithful love
eternal happiness
Love is not only to remove the women's panties, but the rest too.
Nobody is anonymous, each of us is the star* for someone.