Envejecer contigo (Grow old with you)

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Envejecer contigo

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Quisiera envejecer en tus ojos

el amor colgado en las pestanas y despertar

con el sol en tu cama y mis brazos en tu cintura,

cuanto quisiera mi amor envejecer como pintura

que tus manos han creado colgada en las paredes

de recuerdos vivos, mientras en tus ojos envejezco

tiernamente, el sabor del goce salvaje escondido

entre las arrugas que tu tocas creando música

en mis oídos, mientras envejezco contigo-


Grow old with you

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I wish to grow old in your eyes

love hanging from your lashes and wake up

with the sun on your bed and my arms on your waist.

I wish I could my love grow old like a painting

created by your hands hanging on the walls

of our memories while in your eyes I grow old

with tenderness, the flavor of wild lust hidden

in between wrinkles that you play creating music

to my ears, while I grow old with you-

H.O


“Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, ‘A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!”

― Robert Browning

~Longing~

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-Longing-

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When I look at you pass by

my emotions flutter wildly within its cage

waking up wants long ago tamed-

And I crave to feel your mountains and streams

by a stroke of time forged and shaped,

the rubbing of naked skin inflamed

smooth with lustrous sweat, and I

eager to ride my desires with no saddle

trotting gracefully when you straddle

a moment and stir up my dreams-

H.O


“I will bathe in your warmth ma petite. Roll you around me until my heart beats only for you. My breath will grow warm from your kiss.”

― Laurell K. Hamilton, Burnt Offerings

I Wish I Was

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I Wish I Was

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I wish I was sunlight

to lick the milk of your thighs

and taste secrets ‘tween your legs

Don’t you know?

I built my castles close to shore

and every time I want much more

you hold me captive in sky filled eyes

Release me woman in roaring waves

to catch my breath and softly say

I wish I was the cool soft rain

to wet the skin I so much crave

Don’t you know?

I built my castles close to shore

for you to wash them all away.

-H.O-


“Oh no. Don’t smile. You’ll kill me. I stop breathing when you smile.”

― Tessa Dare

Love Forgets

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Love Forgets

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When I see you my heart forgets-

A thunder beat so strong across my eyes

reflecting deep desires, but then too late

your fading smile reminds me

that love forgets to knock, so many lives

to gash their hearts and me alone I simply watch

how love forgets I’m still alive-

If just one night would be forever

inside my dreams

when all I do so empty seems

when done alone,

when love is gone

to other parts while broken hearts

remember love that used to be.

-H.O-


Our lives may not have fit together,

but ohhh did our souls know how to dance”

  1. Towne Jr.

Flapping Emotions

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Flapping Emotions

(does it make a sound if no one to love?)

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If a story starts with hello, does it ends with goodbye?

What to do with the emotions flapping deep

in the chest like the clouds in the sky?

Clouds are close imitating the shapes

of lifelike, same as what’s in my chest

late at night imitating a love now long gone,

flying high when it feels it’s all wrong

for the emotions to keep

flapping fast in my chest

late at night, when reality escapes

drifting fast in my chest like a cloud in the sky-

H.O

Awaken

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Awaken

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Your gentle face fills me with possibilities-

It reminds me of sunsets and starry nights

of how fast my heart beats with a touch

of a hand or a look that incites

to want more-

And I attempt to remember the whys

I stopped seeking and eventually ignored

my far need to be love and the want

running deep in my veins-

Then I look at your face and your eyes

make me wish I could have it return

all my longing, somewhere it remains

buried asleep to be awaken

to the heat of your touch

that now burns-

H.O

Barren

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Barren

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And my life half composed left me barren,

love must sprout from the tenderness of kisses

and the softness of a touch-

Desolated once again my bed an island

in the middle of an ocean of desires

left untouched-

And I drowned many times in the flesh

of passing lovers,

and I burned in the flames of blazing fires

to be left once again lone and barren

in an ocean of desires

left untouched-

H.O

“And the danger is that in this move toward new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I have now, and not find anything except loneliness.”
― Sylvia Plat