What you left behind

[K-rolissa]

Emptiness and space

came to the eccentric root

of my silence.

And here,

I've tried to avoid

the darkest hour

bushing against my thighs…

…An endless desert of seclusion

carrying memories

that were better off left dead

and unnamed…

But explosions

of pleasure drawn

with the shadows

of your deaf fingerprints

lift me up again

on sparkling showers

burned on salt

to water the void

you left behind.

[cesarfco.cd]

Beautiful thought.
Thank you for sharing with us.

By the way, nice picture.

Regards.

[amormejia]

This is a great piece. Full of passion. Congratulations!!!
http://www.mundopoesia.com/foros/la-...-memories.html

[Raul Matas Sanchez]

The intense whispers of your poem leave behind the pain and initiate a dance of solitude and loneliness, expressed immensely well by you. It is the heartache of the one you long for, somehow lifting your shield of memories and intruding in your heart once more. Sweet poem, the pain lingers on, Sweet One.

[K-rolissa]

Beautiful thought.
Thank you for sharing with us.

By the way, nice picture.

Regards.

Thanks a lot Cesarfco, always a pleasure to see you here.

[K-rolissa]

This is a great piece. Full of passion. Congratulations!!!
http://www.mundopoesia.com/foros/la-...-memories.html

My pleasure dear friend, and thanks again for your visit and tender words.

[K-rolissa]

The intense whispers of your poem leave behind the pain and initiate a dance of solitude and loneliness, expressed immensely well by you. It is the heartache of the one you long for, somehow lifting your shield of memories and intruding in your heart once more. Sweet poem, the pain lingers on, Sweet One.

Raul, my good friend, indeed it is all that, the sorrows that caught up with the memories that live within...
always a pleasure .

[Redwing]

Emptiness and space

came to the eccentric root

of my silence.

And here,

I've tried to avoid

the darkest hour

bushing against my thighs…

…An endless desert of seclusion

carrying memories

that were better off left dead

and unnamed…

But explosions

of pleasure drawn

with the shadows

of your deaf fingerprints

lift me up again

on sparkling showers

burned on salt

to water the void

you left behind.

Well the image you used it´s creepy, but i liked it (yes I know it sounds weird)the first part (I don't remember quite well how to say estrofa in english) you opened with ís fantastic, since those three verses you have already a great poem so I can tell you this: You are officially one of my favorite writters here.
I would tell you that I'll be wauting to see more from you but I guess you already know it.
A pleasure to read you here and everywhere, hugs a lot for the pretty you.

[Gigi]

i love the way you always writte with the soul and the tears of your heart...

its very emotional, i love it.

xxx and hugs

[K-rolissa]

Well the image you used it´s creepy, but i liked it (yes I know it sounds weird)the first part (I don't remember quite well how to say estrofa in english) you opened with ís fantastic, since those three verses you have already a great poem so I can tell you this: You are officially one of my favorite writters here.
I would tell you that I'll be wauting to see more from you but I guess you already know it.
A pleasure to read you here and everywhere, hugs a lot for the pretty you.

Ja, What can I say, I have a thing for that kind of pictures (after all im a weirdo) so that point is understandable...
And Red, I deeply appreciatte you reading this, I figured if there was one guy who would be able to give me a straight and honest opinion about it, well that person would be you!! 'cause I don't care what you say... I love your "senseless scripts", I guess we both know what it is to have this perception of reality with a twist...
Salud!!
hugs and kisses.