Memories

Your soft hair,
that feels like velvet on my finger tips
I don't know if I am caressing it,
or it is caressing me...

Your manly smell,
than swedish perfume with some british touch,
is saved deep in my olfactory memory
and gives me goosebumps.

Your delicate face resting next to me,
gone in dreams of far lands
relaxed and beautiful
appears in front of me every time I close my eyes.

Those hawaiian flowers in our arm,
with delicate little red filaments,
are part of your enchants.

Specially your glorious bright smile
wide broad and white,
brings happiness to my tired soul.

The brown labyrinth that I see in your eyes,
hides a deep fantastic history
like a David Bowie movie,
is a kaleidoscope of colors.

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Falling veils

All is bright at the beginning,
like the Big Bang explosion.
All is shinny and brand new,
when you first meet somebody.

They hide their secrets,
they hide their flows.
And one day the vail falls,
the truth is discover.

The real faces and the real intentions,
the real behaviors and the real feelings
all come to the light.
it hurts discovering lies,
it hurts more discovering
that you were lying to yourself.

Because there was not perfect person,
that reality was all your illusion,
you create the hologram,
and now the veil is falling.

The shivers are a waking call,
to see the real face under the veil,
now it is there in front of you,
the veil is gone.

Time to take a deep breath
swallow the tears,
swallow the self pity
and face the vanished illusion.