city of kisses

I know, it’s like
I’m alone in this poem but I know you’re
listening, whispering that I should keep on writing.

When I sing, it’s about you, when I write,
it doesn’t look much different, though, soon I'll
show you a promise of change, but ain't being honest.

You see,
poetry is looking at me closely
and it’s not up to you, I've carried it
before you were even born.

Love is a powerful tool, in addition
to being refreshingly simply when making this remark;
I’ll loved to live, humbly, in the sweet city of kisses of yours.
For now, I just close my poetry to the image of your face and go to sleep.

Fidel Guerra, Oregon, March 2, 2021.

 

We are here, reading and tasting from your lines, and yes love is a powerful tool that can change hearts and build feelings. Live your dreams and make true your passion in this city of kisses that every night it will cradle you into its warm anrms. Sleep weel my dear friend, sweet dreams.

 

María J
at every space
of every word and sentence
of your response I stop and listen;
your thoughts are crafty, tasty,
like sweet memories and
lastly, lovely!

The miracle
in poetry aren’t the words
but our feelings, like those we all live
on that magical town of kisses.

Thanks for showing me the other side of poetry.

Hugs, kisses and
joy in all your present and future endeavors.

Fidel Guerra.​

 

Oh yeah!

 

oh yeah...are you jealous bro?