New York is forever in your mind

 Since I felt the joy of the eternal party that is NYC,

I have kept it in my mind and my soul.

The extraordinary minds and souls that walk your streets,

drive your roads and bike your sidewalks...

they are all part of me.

I am home in your embrace 

and even more in summer,

remembering that June 29 when I arrived for the first time

to a sweaty and steamy Upper East side

matchbox-size apartment,

that unlocked the best years of my life.

I wish I could remember every detail because I can still smell the DD,

hear the ambulances and the salsa music.

Waiting for someone to wake me up

 You are my spring, just letting the blooming buds

in a blink, go from zero to tumbeling flowers.

I wonder if you are going to remember me,

next time you see the sunset,

if you remember that girl who used

you love them, and yell to the world

"look, look, what a beautiful sunset".

Would you look back back to happy moments,

and noticed they are gone for ever.

I was waiting for someone to wake up,

and you did, to a different world,

or war, PTSD and hate,

of lies, corruption and fallacies.

Now I am awake.

Show me

 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.

Being your muse

 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.

Thanks for keeping me warm

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.

Seeing the future in your smile

 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.

I only date superheros

 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.