cristobal obregon silvertop

Rookie (19.08.65 / jersey.u.k.)

I Linger In Your Room Like A Madonna - Poem by cristobal obregon silvertop

I am bemused by love sometimes, and resort to flashing, flesh and other policies, sensitive to the outer dimensions.and am fond of the archway that leads to the too-to of glory.and wear pretty flowers as i stroll; unashamedly.sporting a pair of Gucci shoes. Here i am on planet love and my clothes are broken, part of the 21century, absorbing the limelight as it transforms my ego into a shooting star that ends up consumed by love, before turning me into blade of grass that drinks in the sun, and drinks love.out of chaos, as i emerge dressed in silken robes soothed by your ardour, aspiring, your flowers, strolling through your garden, enthralled d by your presence, curious about your presence, fascinated, attracted, tempted and lost in your-domain, Flying through the bright lights of the city, ensconced in you, and through your arch, freedom.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, December 13, 2010


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