Cristobal Benjumea Poems

You illuminated, my dark spirit
and took me where the lullaby reigns, in the land of utopia
you were my dayly respite, y satisfaction
Although this simulation, this platonic love, wethoughr, the jaged edge of reallity, the butchers
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Life is meaningless without you
as is said there is no cure for love
the marble finishing, in the flat
and all this metaphor of love
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So the foamy waves are for me to entertain the essence of play
There I smile often and she smiles back in happiness,
here near the cliff
when the exterior is finished the interior begins it is said by a wise man
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I stand or sit
begin this song, from my fertile gut
Up to my lips
I hope I can entertain you
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I need to know that you won't ask me to crawl to your feet
unless it's in adulation
I don't believe there is any dignity in a man crawling to a woman
What is in the blood of a man that makes him derive pleasure out of sex
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I realised that the imagery, you played
had dreamlike status
and no origin
by logic and imagination, I have built a new Babylon, with its princess, on the terrace over the sea
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We flow in the deluge
as we float along this deluge, with our helmets on
ever faster, so it consumes us with passion
Between the bird of paradise, and the anvil
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Longtime since I haven't accepted anything but the sacred
why so many police round the lost colours
Anyway I'm going through a cleansing period, sieving the raw material
I'm, decking my life with diamonds, according to immaterial rules
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