The Bird, the Cat , the Monster and I….

Willie The Cat

 

i am at a secular house

wondering ~ out there~

closed….in doubt….

and i assume that i am a little insane

anyway…..

peeking on a strange tree
~ sometimes green ~
and sometimes solitude ~
when it is arched by my breath

a red bird sing his freedom

 

Inside the house, behind a dozen of vitreous eyes…..

a contemplative cat ~dreaming~

AH! The window….the open windows

 

 

hidden in the kitchen ~ a monster ~ noisily~ resides

with its fangs open waiting for something alive

i feel that at any move ~at any glance ~at any breath~

 

 

if i change my way of look things

becoming my  vision into a glassy eyes

the cat will be a plush … forever

the bird…something mechanical

But the hid monster will remain

as he is….

So doesn’ t matter

 

 

would not be nothing remarkable
i firmly assuming to watch them
~in that way~
i am  in a chair ~ a chair with stories to tell~

~Mum outside stories~

the bird is hanging everywhere

the cat probably in a profound meditation

and The guardian waiting for my carelessness

And i hoping the return to my normal
as people and bird and monsters and cat  must be

 

Knock, Knock! The Messenger brings a Surprise!

 

Something must  to be delivered

or could be ~Someone??~

No one knows at this tragic time which was  the truth

~the veracity of the facts~

….whatever…..

 

hand over at the doorstep

placed so careful to  always remember..to remember
DSC09576The tiny thing~ at the threshold~

in a huge place
that could be a Castle….
But It was a Castle for her incredulous eyes

they rang the bell with the pack in hands

 

and instantaneously the “Surprise” cries

the “Surprise”  understood….on a glimpse of crossed eyes

~that Castle was now my~

and the messenger just went away
without one beckon
with the heart so so tight

the addressees just untied the simple lace
that fall down at their knees
Oh! that petite thing that shout
why does it cry so high????

Oh! They never saw such grace in life

 

BUT

How about the Surprise?

 

 

 

 

 

The woman from the cold wind

 

blues eyes, green eyes
have so long that a cold wind frozen your face and closed your smiles

that i cant recognize you anymore

wide lips , wide laughs and sonorous

have so long you do not lose yourself~ away~
~like always we did ~remember?

 i cant hear you anymore

but i understand …

was something keen~ pointed~

snowy your soul ~white white ~

~inverno Janeso much pain in that color ~

 blowed and taking you along and alone

~petrifying you with all yours virtues~

inside….
Oh!

and i , here, so lonely wondering….

where is the  hybrid  eyes~ the lips  and the laughs~

when the time changed and ask for….

Oh! You are the same You know?

Was just a frozen cold wind that passed by there…..

a winter in your soul

but finally

 blue and green eyes unfrozen again ….

To my Friend Jane Freitag Braun.

Reptile Heart day 5 napowrimo

Inspired by~
One Poet and  friend call me alligator. I think with myself, why not??? That is why we are poets……

Red_Lizard_Eye

~AReptile Heart~

beat slow and cold
inside my~ something~
what once was innocent and hot
transform itself in a torpid beast

A evolution of the species

i always knew that i was a reptile
changing colors and sharpening my claws
an alteration in my eyes
two colored orbits ~peppering ~

I spit ink to seduce
an introduction for their surrender
placid temptation in my colored lake
there ~exposed ~ in sunbathing

perfect tail and smooth paws
powering the desire to capture me
in a thrust of lust ~lips wandering through my mouth~
waiting~ patiently~ by the normal beat ….

of my reptile heart

Memory of Her!

That is a special poem from a loved friend O.M.

Thanks for the honour Poet!~

~

My tender heart speaketh to my mind aloft
‘Think of love till I am tender and soft’
My mind thinketh of all love past

And my heart beats, like my love last
I can remember her shy sweet call
A voice pristine lovelier than all
In it she calls to my hearts eyes
longingAnd than tears fall in my song of cries.
Tender and soft my heart beat
The memory of you, our love complete

BIG WAVES OF LOVE

We did all the things on bed. Now i ‘ll teach how is my big wave of  love.

You are on bed I am by your side and roll on top of you. Pressing my hand on your chest. Everything that is unexpected cause intense impression . I am now your unexpected love.

I am here to  share that with you.

I Put you inside me. Gently.  After having prepared you. The way you like.lunar-eclipse-2010

You are excited not anxious, just a little anticipation . You immediately start move.  No, I say, low.  Stay still!  And you obey! I hold your hands and pull you on my direction. Sit ! See my eyes while i see yours and feel.Just Feel.

You are throbbing inside me. Your only move is that. And startled, fixing on my eyes. You don’t understand don’t you?

Don’t move e let the emotion flows.

As soon as you relaxes the magic starts to happens.

I don’t know how you feel.

I see that you start to be empty.

Dissipate,  on A big hole on your chest.

Your Plexus.

Where it all comes.

Is like i stole something from you. Something so great that you never knew it before.
Quietly.

The emotion increases. your body is suffering but loving at same proporcion. You start know all your feelings inside you. At once! And realize that is your immense love taking form on your body, going directly to me . Yes, i am stolen that from you and you from me too.
Without force and moves. Just staring each others and using our hands to caress. You can pinch me or bite me with tenderness if you want.

You are so surprise. So shocked. Because you don’t knew that love was so great. We almost can touch it. Such force without dissipation

. Love is, alert to a single new vibration, a subtle touch, a kiss on the neck.
Let the mind behind and dont think on your needed body . The nature of your heart will give the poetical cadence and it will increase your passion. You are pure pulsing and wanting. You and me are nothing, but together.

My eyes is on yours .

And i continue draining his strength. No one single move yet. Just touching you and slipping hands on your body.You are hard and i am hot.

And you come without losing energy, with only slight movements inside me. One, twice, thrice. Little by little. Moaning and come.

From your plexus to your sex. And the next !

I can’t sustain this for long time. Because you are not prepare for that. Is your first time. I’ll abbreviate your stand on heaven. Just for 15 or 20 minutes.
This control is an extension of your pleasure!

This Is enduring and more erotic how much you accept that. Don’t try elaborate nothing. Just go. Close your eyes and go .

I know you are ready now .Watering eyes? Me too. Is our affection for each other growing.

Now we are ready for the body.
Your delightful  came in several waves . Not the big one. Your body learned fast and unconsciously hold itself for this moment.
I start to move searching my pleasure. Circling you with my hips.

You grab me and moan and cry!

Another spasms arrives.

You are in collapse. Without force. But wanting more.

I increase the moves now i go in an out, up and down. Our bodies move in tune. And i see in your eyes and your face all the beauty of your twenties.