all night i fought to stay afloat
drowning in a sea of cotton
tugged under by heavy lids
gasping for the thin sliver of moonlight.
fingers slip from the feathery float
feet flail in free fall
darkness surges.
the calm sweetness of light, airy dreams
just a membrane
out of sight.

Walking in a garden on a Sunday

I am ambushed.

A mirror stands in front of me

Unable to move, I stare at myself

The person in the mirror

Stares back; he sickens me

Hot tears fall quickly down my cheeks

Burning me,

I scream in anguish

The truth is too much to bear

And yet I gaze on

My eyes affixed to the man in the mirror.

Desire

I want you Deepopen
In a passionatekiss
Without memory
Or future

I want
Desintegrated pleasure
In lovinfinitude
Of our bodies
Both unknown

I want a black river
As white
Telling the Victory
Of a dead tragicomedy

I want the ocean’v’love
Of your lively skin
And the poem of late night

for hy's benefit...
source: http://www.tempoglauber.com.br/Ingles/GR/Poetry/desire.htm

Haiku

Sitting on a rock

The wind blows, a leave falls close

Ripples on the pond.