No matter how hard you trie, you will not convince me,
that you are a woman who has lost faculties,
let me tell truths that you shouldn't know yet.
What are you afraid of? To lose something more than what is missing?
I have seen high mountains about to perish,
while you grow all that is lacking in others.
When you walk you have to see, how many bewildered,
they stumble almost asleep from the warmth of their honey,
they slip and that is to say they leave their skin on the ground,
as if they were just hatched chicks.
From above in your hair, waterfall that the wind rocks,
the fish fall happily and sing an adventure,
ripe apples and perfumed olive trees hang,
the battles have not been able to stop your bravery.
In your eyebrows there is sweetness and delicate disdain,
there is a hurricane and also a silent calm,
Waiting for something like it's from Eden
The eyelashes that adorn you know how to keep secrets,
sometimes something flirtatious that does not want to share,
and that indiscreet strangers cannot open it.
In your eyes, my respects, what else can I say to you?
who comes to see them open lose all balance,
because they transmit delusions impossible to live.
Your nose is perfect spread on your cheek,
Looks like vanilla chiseled to velvet
in parallel position, profiled and simple.
And your mouth, god of heaven, how does you keep so much desire?
on lips not shared, censored and forgotten,
who have always conquered the brave knight.
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Your Love In Poems
PoetryThe poems that I publish do not belong to me, as they no longer belong to whom they were addressed, because that person, in his anguish or not, I forget that love is, even when he is surrounded with affection, understanding, respect, friendship. If...
