Help Me If you are my friend... Help me...to leave you Or if you are my lover... Help me...so I can be healed of you... If I knew.... that the ocean is very deep...I would not have swam... If I knew...how I would end, I would not have began I desire you...so teach me not to desire teach me... how to cut the roots of your love from the depths teach me... how tears may die in the eyes and love may commit suicide If you are prophet, Cleanse me from this spell Deliver me from this atheism... Your love is like atheism...so purify me from this atheism

Kiss U Every time I kiss you After a long separation I feel I am putting a hurried love letter In a red mailbox.

Words SHe lets me listen, when she moves me, Words are not like other words She takes me, from under my arms She plants me, in a distant cloud And the black rain in my eyes Falls in torrents, torrents She carries me with her, she carries me To an evening of perfumed balconies And I am like a child in her hands Like a feather carried by the wind She carries for me seven moons in her hands and a bundle of songs She gives me sun, she gives me summer and flocks of swallows She tells me that I am her treasure And that I am equal to thousands of stars And that I am treasure, and that I am more beautiful than she has seen of paintings She tells me things that make me dizzy that make me forget the dance and the steps Words…which overturn my history which make me a man…in seconds She builds castles of fantasies which I live in…for seconds… And I return…I return to my table Nothing with me… Nothing with me…except words !!!! Before 2 years ago i wrote this ... I hope you enjoy it Guys

When I Love When I love I feel that I am the king of time I possess the earth and everything on it and ride into the sun upon my horse. When I love I become liquid light invisible to the eye and the #poems in my notebooks become fields of mimosa and poppy. When I love the water gushes from my fingers grass grows on my tongue when I love I become time outside all time. When I love a woman all the trees run barefoot toward me… Rate & Comments plzzz

No Power I have No Power to change You or explain your ways, Never believe a man can change a woman Those men are pretenders, who think that they created woman from one of their ribs, Woman does not emerge from a man's rib's, not ever, it's he who emerges from her womb, like a fish rising from depths of water, and like streams that branch away from a river, It's he who circles the sun of her eyes, and imagines he is fixed in place Never believe what a man says about himself that he is the one who makes the #poems and makes the children It is the woman who writes the #poems and the man who signs his name to them It is the woman who bears the children and the man who signs at the maternity hospital that he is the father