loving(for Candice)

chrysalises of beauty her soft flesh.
sensuous fall
her words is
a melody for virgins
of nocturne purity.
most occult of the desires of his
lonely nights
in the intimacy of this erotic flesh
to be in vain
her touch slides into his skin.
curves of love can no longer wait.
the serenity to forget the cross of passion
is an empty despair and will not come as the
resurrection of his adamant flesh.
until silence turns love into his eyes.
across the bed with its sails unconsciousness
occulting bird rattle your heart
and lets the fall in my soul
unable under your sensuality
scattered on the field of  love
Behind the blue shutters comes everything
your breathing shivering beach and sea
tangerine body openings
i  am a clay pigeon
your touch brakes me back to genesis
of sin.
like the waves
of your flesh
and the kisses
of your second shadow.

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