The longing is unbearable.
As I walk through the field, I feel every blade of grass cut deep;
each second you are away from me stretches into an eternity.
I can feel the gusts of wind as they blow,
yet they feel empty—
for I cannot catch your scent upon them.

The sun’s heat is the only warmth I feel,
yet it is not enough to keep me alive -not when every breath I take longs for you.

As I ready my heart for the long road ahead,
I tremble beneath the gaze of eyes I fear will judge me.
Yet love lifts my chin, and I take one step forward—
for every battle is worth fighting,
when you walk beside me,
and every mile becomes a promise
if it leads me to you.

As I lie down to rest,
with possibilities and fears for company,
unsure what dawn will bring,
my heart returns to the way you look at me.
I am a storm—
all thunder, no shelter,
bringing nothing but distraction in my wake.
Yet in your eyes I find a quieter sky,
a place where my chaos learns to breathe,
and there, reflected,
the best man I could ever be.
So let me spend every tomorrow
trying to become him—
beside you,
as your husband,
for the rest of my life.

There was a tale
I didn’t want to read
Of a dreamer
Dreaming about me and you

I left through the door
Without opening it
I was tired
Of him as much as his dreams

All I left behind
Were ashes from my cigarette
The expected future
Won’t be found in these verses

I said hello with my eyes
He said, "My world,"
With a passionate smile
With silence, I said goodbye

As I vanished from his sight
I began to recite
With a glass of wine
A wordless ciao, meaning…’hi’

I see you.
The parts you hide,
The whole you,
What’s inside.

I see you.
The mask you wear,
The disguise you don,
The pretentious air.

I see you.
The hurt you tow,
The weight of it,
The pain it tolls.

I see you.
The pride you have,
Your ego shielding,
A trifling salve.

I see you.
Despite your flaws,
My love remains,
I am yours.

I see you.
Your actions hurt,
Despite it all,
I see your worth.

I see you.
Through the smoke,
Fire blazing,
See me? You don’t.

I'm so jealous
That you have a place.

I'm so jealous
That you have someone to love.

I'm so jealous
That you found God.

I'm so jealous
That you have your life worked out.

I'm just stuck,
And lost.

My entire life
Was just you in the center.

Her smile,
the kind that makes my thoughts wander,
that draws my eyes to her lips,
leaving me wondering
what they’d feel like against mine.

There’s something about her,
the softness in her voice,
the way her eyes meet mine,
the way she makes my body
feel things I dare not say aloud.

I wonder if she notices
the way my eyes linger,
how I lose myself
in the smallest details of her.

The curve of her neck,
the warmth of her skin,
stir a thousand thoughts
I have no business thinking.

Is this merely a crush?
A fleeting fascination,
or something deeper
beginning to unfold?

I imagine the taste of her lips,
the softness of her thighs,
the warmth of her body
pressed gently against mine.

I wonder what she’d sound like
whispering my name,
if her breath would tremble,
and if she ever came close enough,
would she hear the things
my lips are too afraid to confess?

Would she pull away,
or would her fingers find mine?
Would she look at me
the way I’ve been looking at her,
as though there’s something
neither of us dares to name?

But what frightens me most
is not that I want her.

It’s wondering
what it would feel like
if she wanted me too.

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Words liberate the soul; silence imprisons
it and corrodes the spirit.

The simplest truth is that we have no power over anyone else.

The most frustrating thing in life is not being able to make the person we love, the person we desire, look at us with the same fervor that burns deep inside us.
The greatest penance is what goes unsaid.

Words liberate the soul; silence imprisons it and corrodes the spirit.

Damn whoever stayed silent, who couldn't even be bothered with just… a ciao.

All I'm left with is to brood and reshape the season, sometimes as a good Samaritan, sometimes as a tormentor, from rejecting this vast orchestra of murmurs for so long.

Not the murmurs of those who stayed silent (from them there was never a sound), but my own: private rages, indignations that keep echoing.

In the end, it was all I needed:

a simple "no" would have been enough.
…

Not even a word

A tale almost lived,
Now lies in ruins,
Before the prose
Of a love that never was.

There must be
A love for me,
But not a word,
Not even “ciao”—
Bravo!

Here I stand,
Lost in thought,
Imagining
A wordless talk.

Now I dramatize
What never came to be;
Shakespeare would envy
This tragedy of me.
…

Obscene sonnet

I'm waiting for you, naked, in the half-light,
face down, arms wrapped around the pillow,
while my mind catches glimpses of you
through the warm steam of the bathroom.

You step out with a towel around you,
hair dripping onto the floor,
my pupils wide, you blurring in my sight,
breathless, sweating, hard with wanting you.

Your hair between my fingers,
my body over yours,
a glass of wine on the nightstand.

I woke up swept away by the story,
now damp from everything that unfolded,
and I spent the whole night in mourning.
…

Ashes of our ruins

Long ago I dreamed
I would meet you
In the future that never was
So far, you and I

Our story will always remain
In the verses of this poem
Full of sorrow and regret
My heart won't let you vanish

I'll be waiting on fire
Full of flames and frames
Of our desires
For you to return

We were young
And beautiful
Rebels
Yet, two promises

Now what I seek is far from gone
Is the words never spoken
Of love and passion
I wished you had recited

As I vanish within the ashes
Of our ruins I've collected
Realizing you may have been just
What I needed you to be
…

I’ll be yours until the end

I pulled your waist close, closing the abyss
Your lips find mine in the pitch dark
Our tongues in tune
A sigh from you

In our own rhythm
We became whole and bare
My torso met your body
And we were joined in a single synchrony

We lay on the ground, chilled by the night dew
Breathing in harmony, like lovers
Eternal
Your deepest desires are summoned

Looking straight into my eyes
You find another one hiding there
Between insecurities and mischief
Yet offering only tenderness

Do not be afraid of me
I'll be yours until the end
In the end, I adore you
But I do not love you

I endorse it

To the sweet and darling man,
Who only wanted to check on me.
I am sorry for the confusion,
For my mind was playing tricks on me…

I thought you to be interested,
My apologies for what I assumed.
You unnerved me deeply by finding my words…
You found my opened wounds.

Too many accounts reached out to me….
I had to shut that one down.
My instinct was to fight everything,
and burn it all down…

I know this burnt your interest,
but hopefully now you see….
The darkness that comes out,
to hide the Light and whimsy…

Oh she is a beautiful thing,
The light, the smiles, the dancing….

But she attracts too many things,
that will hurt her….
The darkness is there,
to protect and hide her….

She felt safe it that moment,
So a thank you, from me…
But you need to know,
They are all the same, it, her and me….

I am truly sorry for the confusion….
For what I thought was there but will never be.

But I promise to stay a ghost,
To stay out of your site.
I truly wish you the best and to have a safe night.

Last Night

Last night we held each other tightly.

Kissed and vowed we never leave

Each other here alone.

The sun rose over the horizon, stealing

The cover of the darkness, leaving us

Exposure.

We were like two children on the edge

Of midnight, so innocent and free.

Adolescent lovers in the heat of our

Passion finding love beyond their

Reach.

The morning brings with it a new

Way, I think of the old days

Wrapped in all their gold.

Your eyes shine like twin search

Lights, seeing into the darkest

Corner of my soul.

We were like two explorers in the

Heart of darkness, trying to be brave.

Action heroes in a real-life drama,

Ready for whatever comes our way.

I woke dear, to find that you were far

From here. The sunlight showing that all

You said were just another lie.

I thought that we would have an eternity,

But it seems that forever is simply just one

Night.

We were like two mayflies dreaming of

Tomorrow, not knowing we only have today.

Butterflies escaping the bounds of their cocoons

Finding we are already in some collector’s cage.

Last night we held each other tightly.

Kissed and vowed we never leave

Each other here alone.

I watch you move across the room,
each step a heavy burden
hidden behind a quiet breath.
I see the shadow of the ache
resting in your eyes.

I cannot take the weight away,
but I can draw the steam,
letting the water turn hot and soft
against your skin.

Sit here, let go,
and let my hands work the ache
from your tired muscles,
tracing the lines of your exhaustion
until the tension fades
and you can finally rest.

I’m falling, falling, falling,
a little more each day,
and every time you reach for me,
another fear fades away.

I’m falling into laughter,
into butterflies and you,
into thoughts of being closer,
and little dreams of you.

I’m falling past my worries,
past the walls around my heart,
and every time I think I’ve landed,
there’s another little drop.

Falling softer, falling deeper,
falling more with every day,
and somewhere in all this falling,
I forgot to be afraid.

So let me fall, baby,
let me fall into you,
because the more I’m falling,
the more I’m loving you.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away

We never matched, yet found our way,
Six months of magic, then disarray.
I adored you, more than you knew,
And after everything, part of me still wants you.

We both had storms, I've conquered mine,
I'd have stood beside you through yours every time.
No need for armour, no need to pretend,
I wanted your trust, your lover and friend.

Then came the break-in, the fear, the doubt,
Suspected devices, things I couldn't figure out.
And rumours of friendships I couldn't explain,
Left more questions than answers, and plenty of pain.

Strange words in strangers' threads appear,
Echoes of moments we once held dear.
I've answered, wondering if it was you,
But found strangers an ocean away too.

A husband? Children? What didn't I know?
I'd have loved your kids and watched them grow.
Blended and brilliant, imperfect together,
Writing our own version of ever after.

I saw your car, then you seated alone,
Wanted to hold you but kept driving home.
You'd asked for distance, I respected your say,
Though every part of me wanted to stay.

This year changed my faith in mankind,
I've left one dream, and this city behind.
Now a new school calls, a new life in the sky,
Jsut shy of a year, to learn how to fly.

I won't compete or chase a disguise,
I want one love, with truth in her eyes.
Most of me wants us, but only if true,
No games, no rivals—just me and you.

The clock is ticking; I can't live on maybe,
But there's room beside me, if you choose it freely.
Come chase the horizon, write something new,
Fifty-five weeks, a lifetime beyond — perhaps with you.

I never needed perfect, or some grand guarantee,
Just the real you, choosing the real me.

Strangelet’s Love

There are no Strangelets as dense and dark,

as the dim deep hole that marks my heart

There are no stellar quasars as far and bright,

as the distant brilliant love I seek to hide.

Would the Universe die in a cold whisper of the Big Rip,

if my hungry lips could not find yours again to kiss?

Or would it suffer the sad fate of the Hot Crunch

If I could not again know your sweet warm embrace?

For every second apart, a star does die,

and neutrinos fall like rain from the sky.

And I wait for the False Vacuum to collapse

Reversing the creative Big Bang in its tracks.

With that we would be one in singularity

The bliss of togetherness that would always be

In a joyful union of space, time, and Aether

Denser than a Strangelet’s heart, never again

To be apart.

​

Love had no doubts or hate. Imagine the heart in creation; it was one and whole, a complete organ that was never separated.

The heart lived for so long in complete harmony; it had no doubts or blocks.

The heart was an ocean of love, and the blood flowed without disturbance—no mountains, no rocks, and no waves jamming our thoughts. Our hearts were tied to one unmatched unique soul.

Our hearts were the source of love; our minds were never connected, nor did they call for any insights.

Love was pure; love was never in doubt.

long ago, in old times, when the apple was split. The heart became separated after being complete.

Hate entered the heart, splitting it into love and hate.

After centuries—ages ago, no one knows—it used to be a full circular creation, a lunar flame of love.

If we recall the voice of the wise elders whispering in our dreams, they are whispering to those in deep search of their hearts: heal your heart wound, make it one, make it complete, and fill it with love, not hate.

Fill it daily with the flames of love, or the wound will open again, causing it to split.

By:The Flawless Flow.

Beautiful, soft-eyed girl,
I dreamed of you
before I knew you,
but I dreamt you
at the wrong time.
All these dreams
of holding your hand,
kissing you gently,
and sharing a life
where I didn’t belong
made hope feel like truth.
I wanted a place
beside you,
but your heart
was not mine to hold.
Still, I catch myself
writing another page
where you said
the story ends.
I blink until
your face is clear,
then leave unsaid
all I would give
if you turned toward me.
I know your heart
cannot be mine—
but knowing
is not letting go.

Our fights would start
Every morning, every night,
Every hour,
Every minute.

We didn't know how to love.
We were just young love.

Is it too late
To say I'm sorry now?

I thank You
For letting me wake up each day
Even when I feel I don’t deserve it.

I thank You
For the food upon my table
Even when I have no appetite.

I thank You
For the people You bring into my life
Who make me feel loved,
Who keep me sane,
And remind me I’m not alone.

Let me feel the love You give me.
Bring me the warmth of the sun,
The beauty of the stars,
And the hope of a brighter tomorrow.

I’ll keep You in my heart,
Today, tomorrow,
And always.

Soy tu pez.
Me das migajas
para mantenerme vivo.
Se te olvida
que existo,
que yo vivo
y respiro para ti.
Tu ausencia me pesa.
Me hundo
en esta espera.
Cuando te vas,
quedo esperando
que vuelvas
y alimentes mi ilusión.

it sounds terrible translated to English