Marco Antonio Solano


Biography of Marco Antonio Solano

Marco Antonio Solano poet

mientras sentirse puedan en un beso 
dos almas confundidas;  
mientras exista una mujer hermosa,  
¡Habrá poesía!  

From Rima IV, by Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer; it was he, who when I was a teenager would inspire me to write. And so I wrote... until one day I wrote no more, and I would dream no more, and I would feel no more, and I would live no more - and made myself busy making a living as I endeavored to traverse life's mundane roads. And while a thousand roads lead men forever to Rome, out of Romulus and Remus, and in the dawning of Pollux and Castor begotten, would emerge the most unlikely and unexpected of muses - when in a fleeting moment during the Dragon's watch, in the far-away land of the Lion and the Mermaid, a chance encounter would blind me with her radiance and enchant me with her fragrance. Merely an acquaintance; alas, evermore so platonic, and the impossibility of it all - it cannot and will not be! So she must never know how I feel - but the world will. For I saw the Beauty of the world reflected in her eyes, and the sound of her name is Joy to the angels in the skies. And so the Tiger within me was tamed at last; and then I wrote again... 

Marco
 

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me duermo trazando tu distante rostro con las estrellas de la noche
noche de color negro como tu cabello ondulado que acaricia mi cara
como una dulce brisa escondida en la bruma que me trae tu perfume
al perderme en tu sonrisa y quedar hipnotizado por tus ojos de color castaño

sueño con tus labios de fuego que nunca he besado
y de tu lengua roja que con la sedienta mía has entrelazado
lengua que brota ardiente de tu vientre tus deseos de mujer
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