ONElia AVElar

Honey from the sky,
sugar under feet,
warm turquoise tea.
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He has never been to Jerusalem,
nor Mecca, never visited Tibet,
Bodh Gaya, Fatima or Saragossa,
neither seen the Pope in Rome,
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10 moons,
9 months,
with 2 hearts,
pulsing in my body.
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Smiling lips in my front
Shiny enamel of teeth
I think about my tongue,
if they should ever meet -
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While....................................walking
on the street............................today
i saw my features.............imprinted
on an elder................woman`s face
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In the curve of an eyelash, fallen;
in the dust of an empty room -
evidences of someone`s presence...
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I am at home
but still homesick
my homeless heart
is sick - true home for
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Fine, warm sand under the skin;
breeze playing with the long hair;
seagull`s yells and distant babel;
she feels invisible - stretched
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Good morning!
Mmmm, milky fog
in province,
sleepy crow of a cock,
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Coimbra* (anno...)

Your lemon tree
hung with yellow fruit
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To D.

He is
all heart:
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How peaceful is your sleep, my thief.
Of course - deserved relief.
You took my whole heart
piece by piece, you think
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A lotus dreams of pollination
far from the fast streams...
My lotus pose for meditation
provokes insects and bees
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The beauty of the camel
seen only
in the desert,
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Alien streets where
he wants to get lost

Woman`s veins which he follows
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In the holy society
of praying mantises
females have to feed by rule
from males` bodies
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An emergency brake
and noise of motor horn.
No, no, they did not
bring me to a stop,
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I sent you a kiss
via air, alas
The wind was not
In your direction!
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What is in common
between
a Penguin and a Poet?
You may guess
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Dear poet,

I use your poems to feed on my fire,
to keep burning the desire.
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