“And it was at that age…Poetry arrived in search of me.” ~ Pablo Neruda
Sometimes it comes, unexpectedly, on a rainy day, shared by a friend.
With that, I share this:
My composure is as honest as salty is my throat,
My laughter as false as vivid is my breath,
My masks as real as shattered are my souls,
My lust for you as strong as broken is my faith.
No, I am not trying to show you whom I hide.
I would exaggerate, elaborate or rehearse to hold my acting back
I would abort, pretend or fake my lies
I would be loyal to you until the dawn of times, or cheat on you upon command
I would compromise till the end of the endless end
I would negate I seduced you for forty six lives
Or I would fuck you for one single night
I would do anything you want
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