i will never escape from your shadow

transparent your eye erotic

space offered as fountain of youth

cut out of clouds in the dusk without faith

forgetting the movements of my soul

your path  now that corrupts

my vision images of the vanishing,

surrounded  by foreign hands and your new lovers

rustic light the rising suns

winds and tides your figure

a carnal alchemy of hands into your depths

like a blossom in the field, more beautiful

than the firmament

a seed in which is encoded with many angularities

eyes that blossom also look more reflective

for i hold the vault of your mouth’s desires

not spoken kisses not forced touches of consummation

the other is touching your hair

and i kiss you alone in my dark dreams

i will never get over you you will never get over me

my other self always antithetical

to your moves as wishes overflow

why is passion always the murmur of groves

and why my hand ever trebling to execute

a simple order of my heart?

why is your lips as flowers

and i a snail eating fallen roses..

blinded by a marble-silk touch of muse

with blood’s light secrets

upon the stroke of  my pen

and digital eyes thirsty of doves

and fragmental passions into wine presses of love

sailing and dreaming my dreams to come

i never will get away from your erotic shadows