Memories of the Future

I spoke of moments lost in sorrow,
I spoke of past and now tomorrow,
Of dreams revived by stars and shadows,
Of life aroused in time's shallows.

The wave of love, of green and blue,
Of sights enjoyed, being with you,
Moments of peace and solitude,
In thoughts evolved in multitude;

Multiple ways to weave a web,
To listen the faith's neb,
To talk of things not known by mind,
Accept the time, accept the bind.

Of things unspoken man can dream,
Of love and hopes virgin of sin,
Unspoken the truth not seen by man,
Shoved by gods and threads they span.

The First Step

She raised her eyes to see the moon,
The moon is shy, will give up soon;
I watched her bathing in the light,
Her eyes and smile look so bright…

I want to say smart lovely words,
My tongue is charmed and hurts,
It hurts to love a stranger’s soul –
The feelings are out of control.

She seems to blush, I try to talk,
Took my heart and slowly walk,
She smiles again, I try to dare –
Suddenly a stroke of flair.

I took her hand, a softly touch,
We step aside, not saying much,
It seems that unspoken words
Do the magic on the roads.

Step with step we reach her house,
From the dark a brave heart mouse,
She clenched my arm, a closer hold,
And then a tender kiss unfolds.

Loving a Rose

She raised her eyes upon my love
Unblinded by a white-snow dove,
She joined her hands like in a bow -
Took my tears and touched my soul.

I kissed her lips, I kissed her toes,
In every sound the love echoes,
So sweet her skin abode in hand,
With every touch of love I send.

Soundless time escaped the gods
In a space not grasped by ods,
Lost is time in silk of skin
Found the space unfold in sin.

I search her eyes of deepest blue,
In light of moon her skin of dew,
Curved, aroused in every inch,
Craves for more with every pinch.

She smells of roses on the plain,
As they rose after the rain,
She blushes as wild roses too,
I love her and her love is true.