It's one of my closest friend's birthdays today. So i thought I'd share some poetry in his honour. I doubt he likes poetry, but it must be nice to know someone was thinking about you when they created something beautiful with letters. These are from a while back, but still they show I think, how much I care for him and hope he has an awesome day full of friends and happiness and love.
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I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
and I pace around hungry, sniffling the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratúe.
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I don’t just want
your heart
I want your flesh,
your skin
and blood and bones,
your voice, your thoughts
your pulse
and most of all your
fingerprints,
everywhere.
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Just when I had learned to be without,
it happened that I thought:
this person I won’t give up.
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