Yin-yang, tight line
Getting our bodies apart,
Wavy search of the limits,
Stretching our small voices.
Yin-yang, permeable border
Getting our bodies attached,
Round achievement,
Expanding our consciences.
Our skins’ movement prevailing,
Powerful, striking,
Looking for each other seeds
Where the selves dissolve.
Through our looks,
Through our pores,
Through our grips,
Through our roars.
Getting inside each other,
Becoming one,
Feeling one,
Being one.
No sweetest dream or recollection,
Or reverie or imagination,
Exists in my mind.
Silent memories
Obstruct my present
Sailing through my conscience,
Whirling my thoughts like leaves,
Easing my nightmares,
Edging their way towards my kernel,
Tearing apart my soul.
Silent memories of a long ago
Occurrence resisting to fade away.
Reaching my skin from inside
Eluding to be forgotten, but
Accepting their fate,
Like living creatures.
I don’t mind your ex-husbands,
Your present lovers,
Your future friends with a benefit.
I just mind my being your lover inside,
Who ask for nothing,
Begs for nothing,
Hopes for nothing.
I just wanna be there,
Loving what is in your light,
And in my shadows.
Awaiting your shining
Through my inadmissible
Sins.
How couldn’t I love
What is mine in you?
How couldn’t I adore
What is in you, that I want?
Partners in the lights,
And in the shadows,
That’s what I hope for.
I’ll close your eyes with my lips,
Warming a blank space.
I’ll root my hands in your hair
But you won’t be there.
I’ll harden your nipples with a kiss,
and cup your breasts in my hands,
and stroke them with my cheeks,
but you won’t be there.
Your small back will be arching,
The ceiling of my hands.
You’ll push your hips up to me,
And I’ll dig deep my face
To make the pleasure appear,
But only in a blank space,
Cause you won’t be there.
And when pumping my desire,
I’ll entangle my hands in yours,
And smell your skin,
And feel your warmth,
But you won’t be there.
Now, I’m sealing your mouth
With my fingertips,
Feeling them soft and eager,
But please don’t,
Cause I should never be there.
Flowing towards you.
Many voices compete
For reaching you first.
Many feelings welling up
In my wet eyes,
In my raw soul.
Voices from the shadows within,
Thoughts from the light,
Desires from the skin,
Kisses from the air.
Let me whisper,
Closer to you,
What I’m afraid of hearing.
Let me sin without hope
Or agenda.
Let me become
The word in your mind,
The spark of your wish,
The kiss in your dreams.
I am many voices,
And you are my sea.
How would I tell you
That it isn’t your kisses?
How would you understand
That it is not your strokes?
I know it’s love,
I know it’s passion,
But your eyes don’t tell me
What I need.
Look at me with desire,
With want, with lust.
Tell me you’re craving
For me to fulfil your wish.
Tell me you need my blood
To warm yours.
Tell me your unrestrained hungry
For my body.
I know it’s love
I know it’s passion
But I need more of you,
My desire needs yours
To be one soul.
Fear not my feathery touch,
Fear not my breath in your neck.
They will do you no harm
Fear not my whisper in your ear
While my fingers rack your back.
Fear not my grip in your hip,
And my breast on your breast.
They will do you no harm
Fear not my tongue in your toes,
My hands along your legs,
My cheek on your navel,
Your cheek on my hair.
We won’t do any harm.
Fear not your beautiful Egyptian eyes
Begging for more
For they will be satisfied
By my fathomless passion,
And my numberless kisses,
And my fire inside.
Fear not my being inside you,
And your enclosing
The hardest part of me.
The stopping of time,
The suspension of belief,
Our becoming god and goddess
Reaching the stars
Just for a few seconds,
Only to be humans again.
Fear instead the air expanding
Between our bodies,
Our hands getting apart,
Our eyes resisting the distance.
But then, we will not have a memory,
Cause we will be a memory,
A living happy memory.
And when our looks get locked
To each other again,
We will proudly say
We once were loved
Such as only god and goddess can,
We were loved
While reaching the stars.
