Submissions by celino
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write mainly about women and erotics. Everyday I try to make noble pieces on this theme.
GYMNASTICS
It hurts me to see you, o beautiful, exhausting the movements,
to contort yourself of love, as a gymnast
who is looking the sex in the deepest recesses of being,
the last drops in the canteen of existence;
child on tiptoe
trying to reach an high shelf.
to contort yourself of love, as a gymnast
who is looking the sex in the deepest recesses of being,
the last drops in the canteen of existence;
child on tiptoe
trying to reach an high shelf.
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FARM
I intend to not rub your thigh or hip,
to not cross the threshold of your breasts ,
to respect your sexy fence
that others covet and assault to kill hunger
and steal products from that generous and strange farm,
that acre of woman.
to not cross the threshold of your breasts ,
to respect your sexy fence
that others covet and assault to kill hunger
and steal products from that generous and strange farm,
that acre of woman.
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DEPARTURE
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VESSEL
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SECRETARY
Woman rules the world.
Often the sovereign or President declares war
to impress a new lover,
a young courtesan of his circle
or the beautiful Secretary.
Often the sovereign or President declares war
to impress a new lover,
a young courtesan of his circle
or the beautiful Secretary.
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INFECTION
Woman strikes by mind.
She infects the male of her beauty,
as a sex propagator insect,
- the dreaded and venereal
mental epidemy.
She infects the male of her beauty,
as a sex propagator insect,
- the dreaded and venereal
mental epidemy.
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LESSON
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FLOOR
Sex disturbs the woman
that in mind, suffers the copulator;
a noisy loving neighbor,
who inhabited the upper floor
of her existence.
that in mind, suffers the copulator;
a noisy loving neighbor,
who inhabited the upper floor
of her existence.
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POISON
Sex is not paid or woman;
even is thought, because there is no fake sex;
only the potion we feel
woman put in our mind,
like poison in drinking.
even is thought, because there is no fake sex;
only the potion we feel
woman put in our mind,
like poison in drinking.
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INTERROGATORY
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