Fleeting glimpses

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Fleeting glimpses​

Twinkle the rumor,
crowding a million times,
in the sea that awakens, moved by oars
of boats when leaving,
of petty gulls,
of whispering winds.


Twinkle the pain
- we suffer by loving with rigidities -
in your frown pleated with blue chrysanthemums,
when it's hard to live,
when thorns sprout,
when lovers hate.

Twinkle our love:
When you see me and you blush,
your look stuns me. Maybe we will not find
words to say,
words to think
words to appease.

Twinkle the honor
when I kiss your mouth and you shiver
by the burning heat of extreme eroticism,
which melts not to resist,
which melts the retinas,
which melts the instants...


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I had no idea at all that we could also publish in English. Cool!

 

Yes, dear poet and friend gus_pampas. Not only in English but in the language you desire. Thanks for reading my English poetry intention and thanks for liking it.

A great and fraternal embrace,

Ulpiano