Tus brazos, a envolverme

Me marchó mirando el fulminar de la meta metálica verde de tu hostal. Me da igual. Al andando sentía la carrera turqués de tus ojos en luz de mar en mí.
Supones que de bruja amando soy, y sus brazos albergan. Sus besos no templan armas. Me odias, me deseas como el pan cortejas al hambre. Como Otra en [...]

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Triptic end (?)

I won’t dream in butterflies tonight, I won`t.
Bitter bats ‘ll hang to my mingled hair
Dirty rats will chew their tail in pair
Staring me with silly eyes unfair,
I won`t sleep in songs tonight, no I won`t.
 
I pushed away my desideratum, for you.
The one written ’nside in black, in red, in blue.
I flew away with those beating [...]

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2 late

Too late for another shot, my hot, hot, good coffee turned cold.
 

Why, aching, you were my king.
But don´t you care, don´t you dare,
You´ve got a woman to cry on.
 
I´m just a nothing in your  mar-vellous memoir so void of me.
What did I expect???
Dreamers die of their own dream.
 
I wish I could burn you body and soul,
And [...]

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Few letters

There are too few letters to tell
And the words are too scarce in my mind
To tell
You how much I love you.
In fact just a few would do,
Simply would do
Feel.
“Panic attack[s]“= no blockbuster on the screens,
But horrible, poisoning seeds,
Everyday adrenaline,
And none, no, and nothing in these jungles and fields
Could cure it but time.
I see a lot of people hostile,
Whether [...]

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Writing only puts the wrong mask on your face

When you write shit
[...]

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Why? Why, he… didn’t want to lose a feather

What a lacK now 
Guess he thinks
He’s too much for me!
That’s why…
This is an anti-poem,
VERY self-conscious
If after him there’s still an I ?!

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