Redwish

As I am heart I am blood and I love through my veins.Passion fires my mind without remission,like an heretic pain,a molecular trembling.Reddishness between lips and desire is a fact when you are a body burn.Uncontrollable wish that kills device and lenghtens discouragement from catching you to soon.We are alive to feel,that is a celular presumption confirmed by those spiritual marks we call sorrows.Everything is sacrificed to emotion,even death,sanguinely sequestrated,implacable fate façade.

Atmospheric reclusion

Subversive dawn.Forbidden night.Mistiness.
I´m on the way,but the path is behind me.I must re-enter.
The inclusion is nearly there.How can I stop me?
I´m on the opposite side of dissidence.
The soul is the master.The body leads.
Darkness guides.
Misled.Proud to be.

Atmospheric reclusion.

Aren´t you aware like I am of the oblivion?
Between the shades and the silences that bring us peace lives the love that makes us noteless.
It rises from the back of our heart and flows from above our chest and reposes in our eyes.
It goes as a nuance and heedlessly blows our senses.
It consumes the pain and frees the will.
Ghostliness.
The closest me is you.

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SUFFER WELL

Love.Feel the pain from within the despair.From beyond the power of consumption let the guidance to the perdition.From above the universe of lost survival to the hell of closure.Submit the wish to the unborn awakening.So much to persecute,so much to go mad about,to fuse,free,invade,exalt.Intoxicant wilderness.Falling resources.Outspread.Breaking flames.Tides.Flexional expansibleness towards the unlimited silence that crowds our fluxion with nothing but beauty.Hear the running of the shadow as it goes as a whisper through the body.Our secrecy is our voice.Mute nakedness.Wonder.Love.

*Warning

I met you just before death.I was lucky,I had a heartshaped tumor.My time was leaving me when I heard you.I left you a star.It compromised my disappearance and the darkness in it.The darkest star retained the pain so as the dream.Then came the convulsion.You heard me.To hard to tell I was overpassing,love has come as a pagan in flames,judged for the daring.And the silence that came around with it all as an antidote to our absolut loneliness became a wish.We went through the night,through us.We were .What difference could it make the outside of the dazzle?

Yes,it´s true.Please confirm.

On the mist

Overstep the body.Love the dusk.There´s a soul in it.You hear me,so there´s a heart.Your whisper the muscle.I´m cellular in you.Clamour. Silence.Convulsive journey between you and me.Along through fulness.Till dawn let us believe heaven is on our side.We´re coming on the limit to ourselves.We´re nothing above the gloomy waters where lies our stagnancy.But we´re on the mist.The claustral landscape is waiting for us to be .We´re on every sorrow,we´re on every wish and our night is bloodlessly alive.

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Abandoning myself to you

Abandoning myself to you.Abandoning myself to us.
To our time,to our night.Nightly.
Surviving decadence in silence.The closest to uncertitude.
Inbreathing prudently our love instant.Remaining lucent.
Rivers of sweetness to hope for.Sadness rises from the shelter of all sorrows we are in and from the forest of lost horizons were life could never end.Pain.Our looming of embracement, our rest.
We can let it go,our chrysalid lilac fragility.We can emanate lifeless visions for the angels to cry for,leaving our grief alone to the laziness of the world.
The outflow is flooding our eyes.Absolute raining.Across several universes of dust and wind here we are,on the limit of it all,on the beginning of everything,beforetime,on the urgency of the upshot,across our present.
The darkest revelation can now utterly die for us.We are intrinsically interfusing our souls trough the gap of eternity.

DEADLOCK

I can´t.I´m not.I ´m dead.I´m the loneliest person in the world.I can´t see,I will never be able to speak,I´m closed.It falls,it falls.Everything falls,future,past,present,rain,thunder,people,bodies,rain,death,everything.I must be aware that I´m a corpse,the limit to it all.The door outside the window claims for the hardest lock,to finish the story.I don´t ask for anything.I don´t want you to take me to any place,even if it´s paradise and you´re a god.I couldn´t recognize such luxuries.And I don´t want.
That´s my story.My own story.My own true story.The emptiness.And,above all,death.
None could see I was a delicate puppet,shiny blue dressed up.Not purchasable.White porcelain and ivory masked.And organically orchestred by countless feelings.The world could not approach me.It was not to be like that,it was to be like I wanted to and I don´t want anymore.But,finnally,nevertheless,take me through the dark,take me through the wind,shout me all these words of hate you can never leave behind and kill me to death,give me the major satisfaction of all times,and then, love me.

Nessun maggior dolore che ricordarsi..del tempo felice nella miseria

The night is you and me

The night is you and me
I see death between your eyes
From behind your vision
Inside your wisdom
Like a possessed harmony of desires
You see death between my lips
From behind my taste
Inside my blaze
Like a devilish conjunction of wishes
We devour time as we eat solitude
We live next to eternity
The closest to you and me
Our sacred mistic love
Must die soon to live
Our sacred mistic death
Must die soon to love
We darkened our mistery
The night is you and me

SILENT CALL

Can you hear me?Can you feel my silence inclosing truth between us?Surrounding your deep solitude with the strenght of a thousand embraces?Could you believe it?Could you believe me?Can I entwine your lost soul with my unruly spirit for that you can escape every reasonableness misfortune and release your ravishing destiny?I want to kill your despair and disfigure the pain from within the mirror of your life map.I want to make sure your lifeless innermost can yet be able to obliterate your absolute grief by the faith whisper I´m breathing for you.I want you to love,and to be,again.

Precious

The nocturnal angel came. The dead body was removed.The soul was still alive so as the whisper.May you be the guardian of those silent treasures.May you live our dream to presence our sweetness embroidering your destiny.