Show me your ways
that will inspire mine
Show me your world,
the one I want to share forever.
Show me every part of you,
the bad the good and everything in between.
Every wrinkle in your skin is a landscape I want to explore.
Show me how you see the world,
and inspire me with your vision,
to share the same mission.
It was been a long time
Since someone inspired love in me,
But even longer since poems were born
From my existence.
Inspiring love and art is the pinnacle of my aims,
Knowing that just freely expressing myself
Can motivate you to write and create
Is the best gift I didn’t know I want.
I want a partner who walks next to me,
holding my hand even on the coldest night,
I am willing to trust the warmth and take my glove off,
sharing that vulnerability that guides you to love.
On the coldest nights when you need the caring cuddle the most
A person who can offer a hand to keep you warm,
who will share their heat, instead of putting their hand in their pockets.
A partner who will love touch as much as you
and will prioritize "US" instead of the only me.
I had lost hope, I was in the middle of a black cold hole,
but your hand showed up out of nowhere
offering me a refuge and a hug.
So I just want to say: thanks for keeping me warm
for seeing my splendor, when others disregarded it.
I love your smile, as the starting point of the laugh
that radiates energy like a newborn sun,
a supernova of happiness and light.
I love your laugh,
loud and full,
genuine and wholesome.
I loved it since the first time I heard and saw it,
how you open your mouth completely,
opening to the universe,
tilting your head backward
and letting your gorgeous hair go lushing freely.
I love your smile so much
that I am afraid I will hate it someday,
I will find it annoying
and it won't be merry anymore for me.
But love is such a beautiful feeling,
"the best in the world" they said,
so I might need to face my fears,
Look at potential trauma in the face and
just surrender to that heavenly laugh.
A shy library boy who might have well been a version of Spiderman,
with big green eyes full of kindness and compassion,
He was my first superhero, until I got bored when he didn't develop any spidey senses.
Then I got a little version of Captain (Sud) America,
again clear green eyes and blood here,
an extremely tight ass and a super fit body,
he had survived extreme medical conditions and experiments,
but I couldn't survive his emotional manipulation.
A less refined version of TChalla got me dancing around with his passion,
all muscular and full on everything, too full on himself
he was quickly gone with the wind or the snitch of the fingers.
Superman came along, with his personality disorder and the bluest eyes in town,
geeky and fun, he just took me to the sky and then crashed my expectations.
Previous trauma and commitment were his kryptonite.
He-man certainly got the power, the power to make me melt
and be eager to make him laugh again,
to dance on his arms and follow his lead, smoothing into his intelligence.
But kissing him was like kissing the walls of Greyskall.
Wolverine came to rescue me plus all his past traumas
and being worried about existing,
he tried, he really tried,
but his lack of self-esteem and the sadness in his eyes burnt my interest.
But the end game was for them to get my attention and time
and they all took something from me,
I made them better humans, maybe taking the superhero part away.
Although they are superhero-alike
they all lack the superpower to keep me around.
And suddenly, when all hope was almost lost,
a real-life hero, an Iron Man type, Mr incredible you might call him,
came to the rescue of someone who just needed to be reminded that
you don't need to be rescued, but you can choose to be if you like it.
This Iron Man crossover with William Wallace and GI Joe is a dream come true.
he has the wits, the blue steel eyes, the fun, the dance moves, the caring,
the vibes, the romantic wording, and the passionate kissing
that can make you feel like an iron maiden.
The Gerald to you Yennefer...
each on a path to improvement and adventure,
crossing their lives to share passion.
Your value is not given by other's appreciation,
however if it would be by their attention,
you will be a millionaire
but there is something there, inside,
that takes the appreciation away,
and they lose interest with time.
I wish I could help you to understand,
why someone didn't choose you,
why did they let you go,
why did they cheat on you?
it is maybe the wall you build around you,
to protect yourself,
to not accumulate more traumas,
to defend the sanity that you work so hard to keep,
to not feel pain again.
I tend to say silly things and make weird connections,
and when they make you smile,
your shininess makes me bright as well.
Your smile is like the sun giving away warm and caring,
the features of your gorgeous face just get enlightened,
like a cozy hug and a time-stopper.
Making you laugh is my mission and the only thing I want,
it turned into an obsession and love crash,
just your smile for breakfast, lunch and dinner,
to sing a lullaby for me and put me to bed.
Just your smile, born from happiness,
Like Afrodita coming out all radiance from the shell and the foam,
just your smile is what makes the world more beautiful.
