Poems-Passionate tango/Kiss my soul/Making a child
Poems-Passionate tango/Kiss my soul/Making a child
Passionate tango
Unforgettable moments
Sensations and thrills
Seduction,
Passion,
Jealousy,
Domination
And possession
Mesmerizing the music
Synchronizing the steps
Illusion and reality
Seamlessly into a flowing
The man mirroring
And opposing the female steps
On time - tiempo
Slow - half tiempo
Sultry, passionate and elegant,
Sometimes
Dramatic and intense
Entering the visceral
Non-intellectual experience
Of the body
Where there are no words.
Kiss my soul
If that morning would be my ideal incredible realness,
In a forgotten time of the telluric and most desirable land
Your certain love would come to utter my vivid happiness
Kissing closed eyelids, caressing them with your tender hand.
We would wait for the mercy of our dearest Lord Christ Jesus
Who quintessentially has freed us from our sins by his blood
Purifying incessantly our souls by our obedience to the truth
Greeting one another so deeply with the kiss of our love
I would still be sleepy and I would be like a squatting deer,
Twilight unequivocal zone would be in its dim lighting resilience,
Always tossing in between these two worlds of virtual and real
And His love would fulfill fascinatingly our benevolent radiance.
Your soul would penetrate totally my soul with your embrace
The intangible feelings would turn into tangible unequivocal shivers,
The old world changing, to the new world of whispers yielding place
Being enlightened by our eternity that these two worlds dissevers
Waking up with our ideas as enclosed beneath souls entwined,
Metamorphosing both of us, melting our inexpressible sorrow,
We would awake for forgiveness, our glittering souls being absolved,
I would know how deep is your love, I would have hope for tomorrow.
When our shining sunbird into the horizon would fly and disappear
And the sun would rise by reflecting a thousand colors in the water
Pervading a realm of space from our empyrean dreams, drying the tear
Understanding that if you're no longer alive, it does not matter.
Making a child
Making a child
For giving love a dual name.
For saving its own sense.
For completing our life with an overwhelming sense
of happiness and lightness...
Let's make this child
By bringing him into existence,
Slowly,
With our kisses and light glancing touches,
Until we can feel him inside shivering,
In both of us.
Let's give him his own body,
This most common clay which belongs to us,
Let's give him the freedom to be born.
At that special moment
Of losing control
And fusion of souls,
When the happiness
Seems to be so much
The magical sensation
Of being in touch with God.
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