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Go, girl, come and sit beside me

Valeriy Gridnev

  Go, girl, come and sit by my side. 
 things came to tell my 
 afternoon and suddenly I see, 
 like one who feels there have been and where 
 first come, 
 in the middle of your life, telling 
 my stuff. 
 not lower his gaze. 
 not tell me that nobody told you, you do not know 
 which is a freshwater sea your smile. 
 And look, I see the sky. 
 Tomorrow is now. 
 Although sometimes alum, 
 yesterday is a star not exists. 
 All it took an eternity never to be known 
 equal. To touch the light 
 just silence, 
 that instant when we have plenty of world. 
 If you knew the times I had 
 naked in my dreams, hugs 
 
 getting dressed before I knew. If you knew ... 
 
 If you knew, girl, 
 watch tonight 
 nailed me in the hope their needles, which opens 
 distance as well as a wound, 
 more afraid to remember that absence. 
 morning my eyes If you tell ... 
 If I could, 
 if I had the courage to say these words 
 morning now I start 
 not quite know how, but where. 
 Yes, at least when you read these verses 
 in a book some day, we realize 
 that were written just for you. 
 If you have value, if you knew ... 
 
 If you have courage, I keep quiet. 
  

• Víctor Jiménez
• Sevilla, 1957

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Because spring arrives (and I have this much neglected area)

sorry:

Spring Flowers, Autumn Moon and lilies

even snatched my heart like
boat adrift.
long as it is flesh and blood, I will never rest.
never come a day
get that resist my emotions.

Kenneth Rexroth

My photo of orchids.

Jamies American Road Trip Stream

Batállame

Sharon Knettel

B atállame poem mocks the sturdy stone wall back on the momentum gallant who wants to throw down a contention about the rough appearance comes word in seek him four towers content sign up to the assault and siege acométeme and the verse is now tame each of my tropes allegory is not all that glitters Tina Rojas Suárez (Las Palmas de Gran Canaria, 1971)

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Ven. Ven. So. I kiss you.

John Lavery

V on. Ven.

So. I kiss you.

you pluck. I take away.

you check it in the dark, burning dark

open, black, hidden shed swallow

oh so blue, black, throbbing.

Oh well, so coveted, soft lips, wavy,

or coral pink skin delicate, so fine.

So, so, absorbed more and more sucked.

Thus, for all time. Very

there, from the depths,

detached sweet ointments,

beloved, drunken frenzy, love up in despair.

My only, my single, solitary food,

my wet, drizzled in my mouth, slid

my being.

Love My Love.

Ay, ay.

hurt me. I hurt.

Ráspame, Limam, jadéame you me,

starts and restarts, with teeth and throat,

dying, dying, coming back again,

died again, so by always

forever in the dark,

burning darkness, yoked night

love, not death and dying, love, love, love, forever.

• Rafael Alberti

Desine Temperature Circute

She is made in the likeness of the things I love purple

Edgar Degas

She is made in the likeness of the things I love.

like at night,

or rather one night without leave.

She is correct.

When night slips away, his body was wet.

I can climb my

tremors and shakes his name from the dark.

She is unique.

Born in the rocks where my disorder begins.

• Langagne Eduardo, Mexico City, 1952