Alberto Palomo, Lexington, South Carolina, USA

My Potlach...

Go ahead...
Close your Book....
Close it... now....
The book of dead pages...
Of things to Do...that you know...that will never be...
Let them ...fly away... to other vertices of Life...

Go ahead...

Open your arms...to the Wind....
Feed ...the SUN...with the ...
whirlpool of ..worn pens...deflated poems...and...improbable horizons...
Before...a Fairy...
drags you to other lands...

My Feng Sui...

Loving me...with my shoes off...
Means...loving my tanned legs...
and these feet...that ...are rubbing yours..in a...
Turmoil of desires...

Lungs...rushing....sighing...
Hearts working...hard...
Blood torrents...
Clothes fading out...
Lips...drawing your Dunes..
Fingers...answering my first Question...
Runaway of inner kisses...
Quake...Quake...Quake ... of..
Wild Mustangs...getting lost in a maze of feelings...

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