guillermo veloso Poems

The catcher has passed
Phoniness is echo alone
The rye is quiet, still / no sound
Alone in the woods and
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The fruit of our summer's passion
has ripened and withered
On the vine
Fallen, it
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Can Love be relative to the speed of the heart?
Can one lover move at the speed of light while another
Perceives a different world?
Love bends space and time
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She lives my past
Sins loves and fancies
My lies my dissimulations
My masks my prevarications
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Rogues
Drinkers
Poets
Strollers of light and color,
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Before
Before I was bone, flesh and downy warmth
Before I mouthed mama and cooed
Before I giggled and laughed
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Love with no skin
Is there a greater sin?
No passion-blister
No love-whisper
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