January 13, 2014
You’ve reveled me.
Broken flesh ripped from the bone, unfathomable like song seeping from a closed lip stone.
I felt the trail of your lips in deep slumber.
It bound then bled the breath out of me, like starving rose vines clenched around a brittle tree.
You occupy the space betwixt anguish and revelry
Crystalized, like a happy sea pearl, bathed recklessly; You move me.
Cremated in the ecstasy of risen dust, I am a composition made of sentimental leaves, the nights beating lights and dirt, fermented & churned to rust.
Molten your thoughts.
Like grapes swallowed in the belly of a hungry hand, pick, bite and swallow me whole ;
And if you abandon the complexities of pride
you will feel me with each mouthful.
Let the heft of your visible existence sink & die
And I will be the waves on your shore that rise, crash & cling to your every side.
Undressed & transparent, tunneled between softened ribs, is everything to you I give.
July 31, 2013
Does the evening black blind thee from transparent truths?
Before I knew my wants
it ’twas you I desired.
Strangers we are merely by flesh,
but thine heart, ’tis thine heart that I know best.
Why amongst a strobe of lights
’tis thine eyes that affect and excites.
And while thou covers thyeslf in a sheath of fears soaked in the anxieties of olden, crooked paths,
know that the more thine release, the less thou must combat.
Embraced ye shall bask in the merriment of an undiscovered place.
So I say to thee in this breath, as though it were mine last, that infinitely I shall bend towards you,
for thou art my sun!
So if ye shall not rise with me,
then let there be no dawn.
First Art work by the brilliant Sergio Albiac:
Sergio Albiac:- Dotted bust of a young woman – On a sculpture of Josep Reynés (1850 – 1926)
Second Art work by the brilliant Sergio Albiac: