DON’T FALL IN LOVE WITH A POET WOMAN
Don’t fall in love with a poet woman,
she will love you with words that burn,
with verses rising from the depths of her heart,
turned into arrows aimed at your soul.
She will see you as no one else does,
not just a man, but a secret universe.
She will read between the lines of your existence,
unearth you like a forbidden page
from an ancient, forbidden book.
Don’t believe her when she says “I love you.”
Her love is no quiet sea,
it’s a fierce storm on lonely nights,
a story that never stops being written.
Don’t fall in love with a poet woman,
she will make you feel immortal,
yet at the same time, she will steal you away with her immortality.
She will make you her muse,
her unwritten poem,
a haunting refrain she can never escape.
She is art, but also pain.
She is light, but also shadow.
Don’t fall in love with a poet woman,
if you’re not ready to become a verse
she will never finish.
I REMEMBER YOU
I remember you every moment,
like the last sound of a word
still lingering on my lips.
You are the gentle breeze that touches my face,
as I walk the streets
where your footsteps no longer fall.
Your shadow follows me,
haunting every place where you are not,
in the silence of a dinner,
in the fragile clink of a glass.
I remember you every moment,
not as a fleeting dream,
but as something you once were,
now made heavier by your absence.
DON’T ASK ME
Don’t ask me why I love her,
why my heart trembles when she appears,
why I lose my steps
as I run towards her,
and why the world fades in her shadow.
Don’t ask me why her voice,
like the waves of the sea, fills my soul,
like a melody that is never forgotten,
turning my days into life and
my nights into dreams.
Don’t ask me why the scent of her hair
is like spring fragrance in my winter,
like a breath that never stops,
like a rainbow that lingers in the rain.
Don’t ask me why I love her.
Because love has no why.
It simply is.
Like light to the sun,
like the sea to the shore.
YOUR EYES DEVOUR ME
Your eyes devour me,
like two endless abysses,
where my soul plunges,
never to return.
Without fear, their blue cradles me gently.
They are fire and ice all at once,
burning me, freezing me,
leaving me hollow.
A turbulent sea where I drown with ease,
an endless sky, a waking dream.
In them, I read the entire world,
only to lose the world within them.
Words fall silent,
their meaning undone,
when your eyes devour me.
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