The eye of an exile,
a kaleidoscope of piercy range,
sees frontiers of distant lands
The blue rim of the horizon
stretches beyond its beginning,
haunting spectres of banishments.
The eye of the exile
reads the blooded refrains of
......
Night’s lingering silhouette no longer
Shields my restless shadow, which clutches me
With gusto and haunting trauma.
My naked thorax seeks raffia clothing;
My ribs rebel against enchanting shivers from the spine of terror.
Adam’s greenish raiment I long for,
Among wet strings of strong bows fastened
To the groins of departed giants.
My feet, caked by frozen sand dunes,
Tramp gently and defiantly among wooded plains,
......
I miss her smile
Real, as it was divine
I miss her brows
Full and rich..
a forest of dazzling darkness
I miss her voluptuousness
That serenades me
Making my belly flutter
She was my sanctuary
My lover, in whom I was well pleased
......
Night’s lingering silhouette no longer
Shields my restless shadow, which clutches me
With gusto and haunting trauma.
My naked thorax seeks raffia clothing;
My ribs rebel against enchanting shivers from the spine of terror.
Adam’s greenish raiment I long for,
Among wet strings of strong bows fastened
To the groins of departed giants.
My feet, caked by frozen sand dunes,
Tramp gently and defiantly among wooded plains,
......
The eye of an exile,
a kaleidoscope of piercy range,
sees frontiers of distant lands
The blue rim of the horizon
stretches beyond its beginning,
haunting spectres of banishments.
The eye of the exile
reads the blooded refrains of
......
I miss her smile
Real, as it was divine
I miss her brows
Full and rich..
a forest of dazzling darkness
I miss her voluptuousness
That serenades me
Making my belly flutter
She was my sanctuary
My lover, in whom I was well pleased
......