terça-feira, 15 de março de 2016

AT LAST


With an upraised kiss
and skin in flames you arrived.

On your look a pleading of bruised flesh
a muffled sob of absence
and an highway to the sweetness of caresses.

The absence of your hands suffocates me.
It makes my days hurt
and marked in gray and northerly wind tones.
I almost feel you
although I can’t see you yet.

The grey becomes lighter
illuminating my body just to guide your path.

With an upraised kiss
and skin in flames you arrived.

On the room's corner
just a hunger moan
before the feast of bodies and souls
guiding stars of unrestrained passions
and eternal nights.


©Graça Costa