Sexy

Winter dies now

A bit of calm is felt

Heaven or L.A.

Beds emerge from the sand

I've been alive for over a second

And you don't live in my calm

I breathe and just ask:

Do you want to wield this sword?

So sexy, baby!

When could i hurt you?

Suffocated, wrapped in a mantra

Not a nightmare but a cold dream

Sink without fear

You dive, I smile

An old devil strolls seeking his own vice

And he leaps into the fire

perfuming the precipice.

Passion…

The pure challenge in flesh and bone

Color…

A wild moribund in black and white

I gulp your voice

Trembling between my teeth

I feel the old cruelty

Boiling during the snow

When you explode in your marrow

And you collide with me, vomiting the ritual of this emotion.

So sexy, baby!

Where can I find you?

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This poem was written with the collaboration of Gonzalo Valderrama and is part of my novel called "Sexy". (2016)