FAIRY TALE

Cause I was alone I´ve to think
that you were too
that you didn´t go
that you slept
that you left me
without leaving
that you needed
to be dreamed.

Anyway I´ve recovered my place on the world:
you came back, you turned approachable.

You gave me back time, pain, roads,
joy, voice, body, soul,
and live and death,
and every being,
living evermore.

You gave me back everything
flickering in a smile that I do love.

You came back step by step,
you awaked and were not surprised
to find me with thee.

And almost could I cast a glance
at the last step of the Secret
you climbed at getting asleep,
when so slowly, so calmly,
you did open thy eyes inside of mine,
which did hold the wake glancing at thy sky.

LASTLY JANUS AWOKE

TOMATOE IN THE FRIDGE

he whispered: let´s go straight
I like thee, Steinchen Kalt
I like thee a lot
I miss thee if too many a day
after seeing thee
hearing thine
words: thy scent
closer, I try
I love thy speech,
when there´re great thoughts
and my very heart loves
thy writing, too
but what I love the most is the witz on tomatoes in the fridge
and so I am
I like thy glance
thine eyes, thy smile
I love the way you are: brave.
This one voice perishes in the night
of times, and so I am
recalls of everlasting love
God´s privilege
as I vanish
Hell overwrites me over and over again.

On a cronopial poem by J.C.

Do not let me alone, in front of thee

Do not hand me over, to that nude night

To that crossroads´sharp-edged Moon

To not more being then, these lips that sip thee up.

Wanna go thee from thyself

With this move, that whips thy body

Lays it out, under wind as black canvas.

Wanna go thee from thyself

Glancing at thee from thy eyes

Kissing thee with thy mouth that kisses me.

It can´t be true that we are two, it can´t be true

That we are

Two.

HEART

As I thy young and sweet skin

cherish, with my older lips,

it gets dark,

I am renewed,

dark room, thou, blow-up.

In the morning, thou run away,

knowing thee ripened by thyself,

not by me, wooden Horse,

my own burning and plundering

Thee, Troy.

LA CALETA

The very true gift I´ve received, my friend
With it I started a new search for light
It put us closer, together, to the end.

First a journey into literature´s land
Enjoying myself at the deep of night
The very true gift I´ve received, my friend.

Symbolism discovered like this beach´s sand
At sunset turning to the colour of your shine
It put us closer, together, to the end.

At the workshop I learnt the duty of my hands
And sisters´ love showed my real height
The very true gift I´ve received, my friend.

I rose and I was able to travel east
Where I found silence that was the best of sights
It put us closer, together, to the end.

Now I am again at the same starting point
But I know that in your eyes I´ve touched light
The very true gift I´ve received, my friend
It put us closer, together, to the end.

HAIKU, APRIL 2006

Godforsaken white whale,
Life is filled up by thee, now
The source´s a tired one.