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Lost Seasons

Tema en 'La Torre de Babel' comenzado por Marco Antonio (El Gringo), 20 de Julio de 2015. Respuestas: 0 | Visitas: 570

  1. Marco Antonio (El Gringo)

    Marco Antonio (El Gringo) Poeta recién llegado

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    Winter snow shall softly fall from silver-lined clouds
    more white and pure than the flakes of years now gone
    from the sky down to your feet, alluringly floating
    they will dance and deliver promises of a new dawn


    the splendor of crystal lakes reflected in your eyes
    captivating, they shall summon a smile from your face
    through the bedroom window gazing at the frost-glazed trees
    and perhaps with another warm body will yours lace


    but the Winter snow that saw us play with open hearts
    passionately embraced and falling in love together
    the diamond flakes that gently caressed our lips as we kissed
    and the cold nights we shared when we loved forever


    Winter days and nights when we stared at each other
    and in our warm bed we played and fires used to burn
    do not beguile yourself, for my beloved partner
    our fanciful feelings and that Winter, shall not return


    Spring flowers shall blossom, bright and young and wild
    more beautiful than the precious petals of years now past
    with their arousing aroma your face they will caress
    and your happiness for eternity will seem to last


    birds will gather and for you sing new romantic songs
    with mesmerizing melodies dreams in you they will evoke
    the hand of a stranger will be there for you to hold
    and with its touch, your wanting body will provoke


    but the Spring flowers that saw us laugh and saw us touch
    times when like children we joyfully played in the park
    those emerald petals that silently watched us in our room

    when our deepest fantasies we fulfilled in the dark

    Spring days and nights when we slept in each other's arms
    and deep and pure love dwelled and fires used to burn
    do not betray yourself, for my sweet and only darling
    our magic moments and that Spring, shall not return


    Summer waves shall wash ashore, shells strewn on the sand
    with seductive sounds more enticing than the ones the years forgot
    new ships will arrive bringing offerings that will intrigue
    they will sail towards adventures more exotic than what we begot


    the sun will shine on you brighter than ever, sizzling
    and from within your beckoning body, arise shall a new flame
    words will be whispered to your ear, and desires spoken
    you will feel and your lips shall call upon another name


    but the Summer waves that bathed our naked bodies
    the breeze on our faces and the sparkling sand under our feet
    the sapphire waters and the sensual shells that to your ear I held
    looks and sentiments we shared as entwined we fell asleep


    Summer days and nights when echoes of ardent love
    and searching tongues touched and fires used to burn
    do not delude yourself, for my cherished lover
    our mystic ecstasy and that Summer, shall not retur



    Fall leaves shall part from trees and your portrait paint
    with colors more vibrant than the ones of years now astray
    and with a crisp air your will walk new paths to conquer
    you will be showered with blessings of a better day


    new stars shall decorate the nights your eyes contemplate
    from its deep sleep your dormant heart will perchance awake
    another's path you will cross, and destiny may reveal a new love
    for that someone, you will learn to give and not to only take


    but the desert storm blew our fall leaves mercilessly into oblivion
    along with all the years we threw away with made-up reasons
    for our souls, hearts, and bodies as one, best times of our lives
    one day each of us will secretly cry and yearn for our lost seasons


    for those ruby Fall days and nights when consumed in adoration
    without reservation I gave and fires used to burn
    do not deceive yourself: for my untamed passion and devotion
    and the way I loved you; and that Fall - will never return


    Marco '94



    Tema inspirado por el poema de Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer, "Volverán las oscuras golondrinas"
     
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