Source   The sky is already dark, illuminated only by the moon and its bright glow. A star I will take from the firmament To make a fervent wish upon it. I will treat it with delicate care, this star that

Source   Memories come back when I asked you to be my girlfriend, and you said yes. I stole the flower I gave you, a beautiful lilac carnation of unparalleled scent. It mingled with your incomparable scent,

Source   Again it moves away, seeking refuge, fleeing from the beating of our heart. In the distance it seeks relief, in silences of dusk and early mornings without reason. Once again it takes away the

Source   I draw your groin with black lines, the strokes break something inside me. Certain illusions run unnoticed through my eyes, I didn't remember them, Could it be the magic of the pencil in my hand?

Source   In your arms I have found the tenderness and love I longed for. Thank you for being by my side, For letting me love you, for being my abode. The distance may separate us but in my mind you are

Source   I would like to read my poems out loud to you, not in silence that distorts and alters them. Let my voice sing them like a celestial salvo, alive they portray the passion that alters me. On my

Source   Do my eyes reflect desolation without measure? Or do you see in them longing for departure? In the distance, in that aching breast where rebellious and persistent dreams are born, two buds bloom

Source   My days are a constant battle, A relentless, defiant struggle, My only weapon, a battle-hardened flower, A prayer without dogma, for humans, life. Believe me, when I tell you it's a battle, I

Source   With your music on my skin, each note is a sigh, that ignites my soul and profile, uniting what is divided. Your chords like caresses that take me to another place, where time slips away, and

Source   We desire that perverted lover Who in bed devours us with passion. Who with his ardent caresses and kisses Will light the bonfire of our temptation. In bed without brakes he possesses us, Unleashing

Source   Our love from another wrong life So it reminds us with melancholy For we were to love each other the best guide But not the time nor the place propitiated Our passion withered prematurely For

Source   In silence I love you, without a voice that reaches the sky, my love contained in a sincere whisper. Inside my chest beats, an eternal and beautiful fire, that in letters and strokes I reveal,

Image   Teach me how to live without you, For I try and I can't. The desire to love you grows intense, Forgetting you is a dream I can't grant. In milliseconds you return, Flooding my mind with your image.

Source   I don't write these letters to you Looking for your presence. I write to you because from my soul This love I feel comes out of my soul. I know that your voice calms me, And my words bear your

Source   How hot it is to desire each other In the dark of night, And not to look at each other in the light of day, Clandestine lovers of a forbidden delirium. How wild is each furtive encounter, Each

Source   You look down at the sound of my voice, the blush creeps on your face, hidden behind a tenacious gesture, of pure love, without an atrocious veil. Don't hide your feelings, ever, express your

Source   Losing you left me in the orphanhood that appeases of your affection the warmth that burned, I never felt the cold that today grips my soul nor loneliness as hard as the one I crave. You ran away

Image   She, with cruel hands, Wounded my poetry one day. The river was a helpless witness How she bit the stones to pieces. I saw her wandering the streets, While scree and solitude Ignored the ringing

Image   You came when my soul was wandering lost In the shadows of the night without light. You wiped away my tears, new life, With rays of rising sun and its light. I stopped time to embrace you, new

Image   I hope to see you where I don't want to see you, at the end of my writings, paradox. In poets who play at composing you, your constant presence harasses me and throws me. I don't want to be the