Strain

Waterfalls

 

Even in hours away

I chase your nudity

in a desirable air vehicle

injected with my illusion to breathe

your hidden jasmine fragrance

 

What are you

among the gems

of your body anointed in processions

I have seen you

as the best woman in everything

because you never dye

your hair or your spirit

totally in pain

 

And I see you

with my posthumous descent

in smaller scales that do not stop being...

However

I play neat symphonies

on the invaluable instruments of your caresses

and then

I exchange them

just for waterfalls of happiness

Comments2

  • tepo

    First I've read you
    Stunning writing

    • Strain

      Thank you!

    • onepauly

      it shall be.



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