Greetings to all. Today I return to this beautiful Blockchain Poets community, with another poem made by me and recently rediscovered, a poem from a distant time. This exercise of self-archeology , if such a word exists, has allowed me to remember and even analyze past histories, my own history, which contributed to the construction of the person I am today.
You walk me slowly,
how not to lose you
in the labyrinth of my skin,
little elf,
star harvester.
You caress me,
looking for me
architect of the cosmos, of our cosmos,
joy giver,
making of your kisses,
pieces for the necklace of my days.
And we play,
to an exchange of trust,
receiving communion
in a meeting of truths,
drawing signs
in the black of the night,
meeting, you and me
in the end…