Writing poetry with you

I had the poem
there
in my mouth,
as I kissed
you
where I could
reach.
And I let
every word get
exposed
in every move I
made.
I felt I could
soar
every moment you
rhymed
with me
and your every
breath
that asked for
more

Another bright morning

I saw the sun
and how it shined,
how warm it was,
how it made me
smile.
Then you turned
and looked at me,
I saw your eyes
and how they shined,
brighter,
how warm they were,
warmer,
how they made me
smile
wider
than the sun

The moon for her wolves

I saw her
through the
white fluffs
that pretended to
conceal her,
I saw her
and how she
smiled,
her thin smile
yellow and
wide,
her eyes hidden
but
I could feel them.
And no matter
how
my view
changed,
I could still
see her
and how she was
here
for us

A gift (a present)

Another morning
arrives through my window
like a wave,
and I am still,
taking in the
bare white walls
around me
until my eyes
catch
the familiar red.
A reminder
of a day now past
but, oh,
how present it still
is

Acariciar el eterno

Mi mano acaricia
el aire
buscando amor
y compañía,
buscando besos
y sonrisas.
De repente siento
tus dedos,
y tu suave piel,
y aquí encuentro
todo

Embraced

Touching
like a deep
breath;
Exhaling
like a soft
kiss

Ginkgo in Spring

Oh, ginkgo tree

I've seen your
bright greens of
summer
and your
explosion of yellow
in fall;
I've seen your
quiet winter
meditation
and now finally I see
your ancient rebirth,
your newborn sage