Entwined.
My skin holds memory,
my heart, your traces.
Like fine sand,
you walk through my soul blindly.
Never run, stroll,
do not hasten your steps,
stop time upon my lips.
Does it burn?
Poetry & Creative Writing
A space where words breathe and feelings find their purest form. In this section, we celebrate the beauty of creative writing and the depth of poetry as vehicles for intimate, artistic, and transformative expression. Here, every verse is a whisper of the soul, and every story an open window to the imagination of those who dare to dream with ink. We invite you to discover authentic voices, unique styles, and emotions that transcend the page. Welcome to the corner where inspiration is born.
ERES. Fernando Alonso Barahona
You are the measure of my time,
the beat of my heart,
the illusion and hope,
life, light, faith,
voice and silence
of my soul.
Ambrosia
Ambrosia. Is a poem taken from the book The Rainbow of My Insatiable Desires by Osiris Valdés López
She would be in charge of his kisses, of his lips, and the sweet aroma that would forever hypnotize his senses. She would be the owner of his desires and the most beautiful of all his memories. He would never tire of looking at her, observing her, and touching her with his mind, feeling the blessed sensation of brushing the most superb of heavens and longing for her without fears, arming himself with the courage required to fight for the heartbeats. He finally understood that he had never before been the rhyme of the poetry because he did not know her.
It is true that there are nights that drown in the mist and disappear; moments, instants, minutes that we live so many times. Gazes that make us fall in love, illuminate smiles, that defeat us. People, places that are left behind in time. It is true that sometimes we would like to return.
I Am
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I am. Is a poem taken from the book The Rainbow of My Insatiable Desires by Osiris Valdés López
I am the breeze that stirs blue butterflies and suns without roofs or nets, the warm laughter that mocks the cold of white snow, the changing moon that wanes and grows.
I am the delirium that writes truths inspired by carnations, the secret that keeps silent the hells of heavens and skins, the mystery of a thousand silences of inert lovers.
I am the cravings of my insatiable body, the madness of my whims, the shade of color and the fire that warms the icy
gaze.
And yes?
And yes? Is a poem taken from the book The Rainbow of My Insatiable Desires by Osiris Valdés López
Could it be the flash of light, embarking on the battle against darkness and memories?
Could it be because I always forget to find myself and can only yearn!
Could it be that in the backstage of evictions there is no longer any corner of time that stops in this era?
Why do the most absurd doubts inhale every sigh that clings to hope, to the beautiful hope of recovering true joy, the one that never disguises sadness with smiles?
Could it be that at daybreak the intermittent light that guided my steps through darkness becomes clearer, more constant?
Dreams and Desire: The Lost Sigh
Osiris Valdés López
And I was a sleepwalker, on tiptoe,
across the tightrope of dreams,
thinking of love, friendship,
family, inspiration, beauty.
In God and in the meaning of life...
I even exclaimed:
“Universe, sun, earth, sea,
what a sensational breath!”
For My Night's Rainbow
A poem by Osiris Valdés
My Night's Rainbow
I want to traverse the geography of your body,
and learn about life and your biology,
with your bones, with the pain of your times.
I want you to flow freely through my blood,
to turn your name into the most beautiful verse.
I want a diphthong of your love,
I want to take your last name and have it tattooed on me in binary code
and to learn algebra on your legs,
to burn at 180 degrees Celsius with your kisses,
and to consume ourselves in the orgasm of 356 Fahrenheit degrees of desire.
I want to be the caricature of your eyes,