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I'm not a simple person,
I can see all those tones
of dark
and light,
I recognize the hell
and paradise
between all secret shapes
and forms.
It's hate a form of love?
--Certainly!
Send me the death sentence;
love me!
Send me all that with a
white dove ,some feathers...
And while I die
drinking my tasty tea
with cakes
amoung your terrible love
touching my pain
hate me;
with your absolutely dark
love touch.


 


Yellow bikinis,
jeans
passing through,
white bodys,
legs;
wings?
Yes;that too
and wine and roses
floating amoung tattoos.

Quiet spirits,
some strange
ambience.
Angels,
bikinis :yellow
and the ocean, green
waters
all the paradise colours
rocking on me.

Heads,the smoke
the music,
the sand,
Georges ,one book,
yellow bikinis,
angels yes;
and all the people
body swing,
wings,wind and blues

 

 

My Love

my love is in the air
a Dragon flying,
a little piece of Cristal
between his eyes,
he is not scared
with my warm presence
and I can see all his love
in my arms,
there are no shadows
in the place
I am,
only the Dragon's touch
and his smile.

 

 

 

Diamonds
are
shinning
above the dark clouds
of some
spring storms.
Diamonds
are like the golden
touch of loving forms
somewhere
elsewhere,
thouching the dark
coulors
of death
above
our head
and thougts.

 

Roses are roses
they say.
There is no distance
between a rose and
another rose.
Only color makes the diference,
but no distance between them.
A flower,
a buterffly,
the sun
and a rosed perfume
touching
all points of the Earth.
Roses are roses
white,yellow
and the smell
touches two souls.
Roses
and love.
Two perfumed flowers ,
touching each other.
Every day.