If I Could

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If I Could

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In her eyes, I could find such a warm

in a summer of wishes,

I could swim there for days and adrift

through the years meet my truth,

I could drown in her eyes and her youth

grant me eternity, precious gift

from the gods, like she is-

On her lips, I could easily acquire

on a taste of what heavens

an eternity of bliss

thus condemned to a desire

which I breathe like the air,

to be lost unaware

of the passing of time-

On her body, I could rest all my wants

every night to unravel

on her skin secret riddles

like an ocean her ripples

across wishes and fantasies travel

to the places her body

with my passion defined.

All of what in my dreams I may dare

an eternity of love I could find-

H.O


“I cannot let you burn me up, nor can I resist you. No mere human can stand in a fire and not be consumed.”

― A.S. Byatt, Possession

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Haciendo Lazos

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Haciendo Lazos

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Me voy a aguantar la calma

y espero, y espero

porque si me desespero

se me revientan las ganas

de amanecerme en tu cuerpo

con mis brazos enlazados

entre tus piernas revuelto

haciendo lazos del tiempo.

~

And to wait in desperation

I’ll implode with all my wants

to wake up

entre tus piernas revuelto

for your legs will trap desires

enmeshed,

haciendo lazos del tiempo

H.O


“Pero cae la hora de la venganza, y te amo.

Cuerpo de piel, de musgo, de leche ávida y firme.

Ah los vasos del pecho! Ah los ojos de ausencia!

Ah las rosas del pubis! Ah tu voz lenta y triste!”

“But the hour of vengeance falls, and I love you.

Body of skin, of moss, of eager and firm milk.

Oh the goblets of the breast! Oh the eyes of absence!

Oh the roses of the pubis! Oh your voice, slow and sad!”

― Pablo Neruda

Desires

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Desires

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Wild little things hiding under skin

waiting to be fed

starving in my loneliness

late at night in bed-

And they claw their way

digging deep within

for my foolish wants,

hungry little things will not go away

wanting to be fed-

H.O


“I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.

I want.”

― Sara Gruen, Water for Elephants

Driblet

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Driblet

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Another time, another place I could have love you,

stumbling into my life now too late, but knew

in one instance our paths were meant to cross.

Life has no measure of time, it solely goes on

without the passing of years or regrets,

just like my heart which sadly forgets

how bitter my reality and painful the loss

of possibilities with you, to belong

and your lips call my name, call me mine.

But no regrets in finding you now

for, isn’t life but a moment to moment?

Let me live mines under your shade then,

one by one saved in my heart to overflow

a life filled with drop by drops of you

until the end,  when we will fade

into another time, another place

where I could possibly meet you again-

H.O


“To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.”

― Federico García Lorca

Ethereal

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Ethereal

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I’m stranded in your words

willfully suffocating ‘tween the softness

for I hold my breath with every rhyme

and feel my pulse race to the finish and climb

every nerve along my body.

May I call you mine?

Only in dreams will I ever find you,

your shape unique among the shadows

that plague my restlessness.

I beg you, let me follow

the traces of love left behind

by your heart sad and broken,

let me patch every crack with my words

when the verses are spoken

in the sound of the waves by the sea-

And I promise eternity

only in words may again live forever

in your hands if you knew

all the beauty I sustain deep within.

Let me laid by the warm of your hearth

I will silently watch you

catching dreams dropped neglected

by your hands smudged with ink.

Let me stay by your side for a moment

and I promise eternity

in the waves roaring loud in my oceans

amidst winds blowing hard to the south

 across skies painted blue

H.O


“In this story

I am the poet

You’re the poetry.”

― Arzum Uzun

Tell me yours, I will tell you mine

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Tell me yours, I will tell you mine

(an alcohol induced fantasy)

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Fantasies mix well with Crown Royal

letting go of inhibitions, it feels fine

to watch you across the table enticing

desires driven by our mutual need

leaving love behind-

And I want to let loose and taste

what nature so well designed

on the curves outlining your dress,

to tell you how I could feed

those hidden fires you keep so well

from prying eyes-

Another drink to under-tongue wash away

the sudden thirst your body arise

for deep hard kisses,

for hands to find the tempting sway

of neglected flesh to bring alive

the sleeping nerves under your skin

and create a moment, for there is no sin

to bathe in lust when there is no love

and we both know we want to play-

H.O


“Good sex is like good bridge. If you don’t have a good partner, you’d better have a good hand.”

― Mae West

Lost Garden

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Lost Garden

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I still see you sometimes

wandering lost through my garden

gently touching the flowers found

among overgrown weeds.

With tender hands you pull the vines

to expose the beautiful petals

hidden undergrowth,

giving them light in  a profound

gesture of love,

spreading seeds

to continue the cycle of life.

I silently watch you from afar

trapped in your spell

following the scent in the air

diverse amid the roses.

Alone I will trace remnants of your touch

lingering in the flowers

a farewell

to dreams overgrown

in my deserted garden-

H.O


“Happiness will bloom

With fragrance and beauty

If you plant the seeds of love

With a deep driving desire

in the garden of hope

And nurture with tenderness,

Compassion, and care;

If you are always eager to share.”

― Debasish Mridha