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THE WOMAN.

in her secret life

Loneliness 

I’m in love with a man who loves Loneliness.

He needs it just like people need air.

Every night, he makes friends with his nightmares;

and in his unconsciousness, Loneliness leaves him a kiss.

He wakes up, next to me and lingers his cheek,

where the last night secret kiss was placed.

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Treasure 

Let go of me.

….

I’m not your treasure,

just a shiny pebble you encountered

when life got to a corner. 

…..

I am a cursed pebble.

The vicious witch is my mother.

And she will not let you take me from her.

….

Your life is on different waters

and mine is staying here forever.

….

Let go of me, come back to your past and future.

….

Don’t think of me.

Don’t pity me.

I’m just a pebble you never encounter when life gets to the corner.

Dear you.

Dear You,

In case that you don’t know,

I think I still love you so.

From the days you’re satisfied,

to the days you’re tired,

my heart for you vibrates like:

a calm ocean in a stormy night.

And then time goes

certainly like a boat

floating towards home

where only you know,

until the ending note

of all rhymed love songs,

I’ll still love you so.

Love,

Me.

Moon.

Ciao my sailor

Can you see the Sun

rising from the East line of the world?

Do you love her?

I know you will do.

She’s beautiful and so are you.

The night is over.

My silver anchor can’t stay.

The sky now is hers.

Oh dear, my sailor!

Sleep, sleep and let me kiss you gentle.

Then you’ll know there was once:

a moonlight in you.

Au revoir, my sailor.

His.

Darling, your life is dancing
like a rolling dice.

Busy busy til the Sun resides

at the farward skyline-

A celestial straight line

dividing day and night,

dividing you and I.

And the wheel of life

keeps spinning in your mind,

on and on every night.

The wind.

I kept chasing the Sun.

Then, suddenly a wind touched me hair.

His skin was sandy

and his breath was arid.

I remember Him-

the clearest image of all summers.

The sailor.

Yesterday he sailed away

His brave heart kissed silvery waves

Smoke and dust hung in a haze

“Farewell” his lover said.

Onwards he goes from the bay

His lady is the sea and she never betrays

3.000ft in her blue where his anchor stays-

A secret chamber- every night he prays

“God, please let it be today

Always 

til’ my decay”

See.

Giggling in the trees,

darling, what do you see

in me?

Is the Sun 

shining bright

on the crown

of a king

on the day he left

a kingdom 

and his queen?

Is the wind

blowing wild

on a face

of wrinkled sins?

And the sand?

Reflections?

And Illusions?

Do they drip

like tears

of my eyes

on the day

you left the throne?

And since, long you’re gone, gone, gone.

Suicide.

Unhesitatingly,

I hang myself by a thread of your hair

and let me burnt in the flame of your stare.

Still,

I’m craving for your sins,

etching on my skin,

when the moonlight left a kiss

on the linen sheet

and you got my everything.

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