tenasuri

“YOU came into my death:
Thus I was blessed with life again.
My blood is fresh, my heart not rotten

[Love,
For your eyes my eyes were open]

In the very first veginning
I whispered you a kiss:
Your love was still sleeping…
But your Smile,
Since the very second night
It’s my most precious reign.

[Secret´s imposed]

Under the dance of your sumptuous neck
Announcing your shoulder´s silhouette
My beating has turned insane,
My pillow’s adopted your name(s).

YOU came into my darkness:
Thus I have known Love´s thunder.
Bewitched myself from cloud to toes,
For your cause my eyes are closed!”

“Have mercy!- I got stolen
An empty man I am.
With an empty stomach and an empty pocket
And my heart soaked up from its locket
By your kiss
(With your cute little face replaced)

Have mercy!- I am not sober
Since I saw your emmerald lakes
I cannot ever dream but awake.

And now it’s me chasing the thief,
While playing the thief instead
Not because of the treasure you robbed
But because you’re the jewel itself!

So Have not mercy,
Yes,
I’ve been stolen
And I’m such a happy man!!!!”

“I have kissed a rose, thorns and petals
A mercy which has left me bleeding
Within me, your lips have touched something
Beyond me. You smiled (which is lethal):
My eyes by your green eyes kidnapped,
My heartbeat tenderly plundered...


The cold scarf of winter shows up shy
Is the rose who blushes a delicate pale while
Shrinking, sinking in a blanket white.

Ever since you went away, that day
Turns out the skies are blue and gray;
Betrayed by my very own eyes,
My days transform into nights
And even the stars’ glow I dislike.”

“My hand
Has your hand imprinted…

The memory
Of your delicate fingers
Out-reaching
Like five young cannibals
Out dancing
For the quintet arrival

Your lines, my lines
The touching melody
Of your palms
A wink of Destiny

The meeting
Of five brothers
Five sisters
Marrying.”

“I´ve lost her-she´s won again…
I´ve let her win- I must say
Yet victory was hers anyway

Poor myself, love i can´t gain
But just a heavy, painful chain:
Of my desire I am slave.

The script of (my) life she dares to write,
For she´d won me with her first smile
And I was lost in her provocative eyes

I too know it is weird and spooky,
But I love her superfluous beauty,
Her vivid lips, her tender voice-
Provoking lust, passion, joy.

Shall I long to taste her embrace-
Forbidden kisses from lolita´s face?;
To re-invent erotic crimes
Among silky sheets and endless nights?

Alas!!- only virtual sex we will enjoy
And on imaginated darts we will rejoice
For I´ve got not one penny more
And she....
She´s just an adorable whore!!”