November
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I want to write the most beautiful poem in the world, prudently draw each letter of your name to remember, kiss our moons again, kiss our stars and mourn with joy to remember your naked sky. Love me in the distance if you need it, name me with your clenched fists when your partner fails…
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In the end, you made me part of that same natural disaster; which began and ended in your mouth, without you… ©MESSIERAL |messieral.com Guatemala City November 29, 2016
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‘Not that’ You said while I brought a kiss to your mouth. Fear trembled on your skin and I noticed it. ‘That yes’ I said looking at your lips as the carnivorous night stare at her innocent prey … ©MESSIERAL | messieral.com Guatemala City November 26, 2016
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It rained, cherry trees grew, it drizzed, hardness in the open cuffs … She kissed stars in the sky, her shadow was beautiful and her taste was a gift. She never was wrong, never was wrong, in the silent step of a heart within a song. My love woke up so happy, murmured secrets in…
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You are the center of my breathing, a moment of peace on the battlefield, the star I always watch from my window … And I´m with you because I want, because you are my peace, the home I always missed … ©MESSIERAL | messieral.com Guatemala City November 13, 2016
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The embers of a bonfire will always have stories to tell us … The one that burns in my heart always speaks of you … ©MESSIERAL | messieral.com Guatemala City November 13, 2016
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If there is something deeper than the sea and truer than a yes or no, surely there also exists a woman like you, capable of driving my heart mad in the name of memory. ©MESSIERAL | messieral.com Guatemala City November 12, 2016
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It’s not that important the language in which I write or in which you read me, we are part of the same language which we learned by dreaming so many motives. We will play to decipher the stellar light, while poetry opens our wings, blurring the sadness of us like a story that once filled…