Number One Poem To Lizeth

POEM FOR NUMBER ONE Shining LIZETH sway in the suns of your eyes infinite universe to infinity which is stirred gently quiet the infinity of your skin. I take you in my hands, I stirred, I contemplate, I drink like wine, I get all the flavor you. The clutches which surrounds me torrent of dreams, emotions, sadness and beautiful bohemian. What ever so quiet but attentive, Like goldfish who drink your wine, they drink the taste of your lips, they call me, I sink, I was filled to quench my thirst. Your silent shadow me says it all in short words, which merge with the cosmos. While my soul is left by the fire sweeping embrace your quiet you. Body of girl, golden star, you look like a star.

Your scent follows me nothing now rebuke me, the night comes over you, conquers you, lulling you into the hands and then let down in my bed. Pleasant scents, sighs powerful beings litigation. The bed attracts you, holds you tightly, caught your emotions. I the drink, I do mine, I immerse myself in them. The universe is one, or if you're mine. Jose Orlando Melo Naranjo mendieta lizeth Dedication ... ... ... ... ... ... .... a great friend. "neruda" Poem 1 Body of woman, white hills, white thighs, you look the world in your attitude of surrender. My savage peasant body undermines you and makes the son leap from the depths of the earth.

I was just like a tunnel. Birds fled from me and me the night went his powerful invasion. To survive you forged as a weapon, like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my sling.

But drop the payback time, and I love you. Body of skin, of moss, of eager and firm milk. Ah the vessels of the chest! Oh the eyes of absence! Oh the roses of the pubis! Oh your voice, slow and sad!

My woman's body, persist in your grace. My thirst, my desire without limit, my way undecided! Dark beds where the eternal thirst follows, and fatigue follows, and the endless pain.