Rebirth In Front Of Bouquet Of Violet Flowers Strewn By The Muse Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

helllo i still love you

you know how mouch i loved you

i loved you like a vision of eden that filled my head

but you tossed me away like i was a saddle all ready

it was done surgically perfect

i broke his heart in 2013

may without clouds june decapitated

with all the gore of a corrida

alls fair in love and war

i disapeared through the buhes of gohsts

to utopia, a room filled with plastick dooll

she is looking good for beauty, we will pay

falling into the abbys meant a rebirth of me to another planet

in the shape of promethius unbound

this is the poets harness of beauty

All moons are bitter


I disipate moons in dark lagoons

Loves retribution will come again. it a new form

Amangst the amaranths

Amang topazes we will know the extacy of beautys call to the soul to submit, the animal its ideal splendour.

the gaps bettween us do not account for closeness, or tenderness
or eden