Heat that came over me...

Heat that came over me...

Heat that came over me, your eyes...
In the sea of hopeful winds...
In the days passed, moons divine
In the waves of the sea that much hope;
In the fierce sense adore you!
Wrecked my beloved in your arms...
Every night I spend, the more you dream...
I put my sad boats, my boats,
Beds that produce beautiful roses.
Framed screens where such beauty,
Sure there are God and that he loves!
Immortalized in the flame of your eyes sparkles like no other I know that you bring.
Lunar Phases, beautiful storm...
It burns the subtle morning you promised.
Undisputed gods of delirium; shine in orgasmic desires.

In kisses that promise inebriates...
My nights are cold doing not come...
You have the power of sublime madness.
Frame found that great painter.
Love that unraveled itself languishes.
I forget the bitterness and suffering.
Ointments to heal me and transform...
Forming into delusional madness, several rivers which lead me to the sea.

Martyrdom which left in the dust of the road.
Fairy enchanted me; intoxicating.
Elegant design divine.
End of all pain, resurrection!
Extreme affection, eager...
Wonderfully exciting.
Faced with so much light that God do?
My torments dead hopes!
Crystalline memories of these times.
Alabaster breasts sweet dawn.
Heat that remains secret.
The fear of losing, evanescent,
Headwaters of this river to navigate,
I carry all the light you stole...
I know so many loves, life soon
Take leaf floating in my dreams...
Such ghastly ghosts are lost...
They were my very sad day...
Cold nights, verses meaningless...
Uncontrollable desire plunged...
She dreamed of love, happiness...
The later never came, hazy...
The rose has thorns only planted...
Lost to follow paths at random...
Even my songs were in pain.
Love that is omitted, old and dead.
Porto, who always denies landing,
Park you do not want to have children,
Dance does not want or love...
Dismissed a bird nest...
Wine that keeps me drunk,
Fate, destiny, fate, despair...
Spice to life, signal glory...
Sad memory, vague, brings nostalgia...
Clarity that undone, leaving the pitch...
Atheist God asks for a heart...
My eyes pleaded with such a view!
Clumsy solution to loneliness.
Loneliness is fading fast.
Compress the wound heals.
The life, surely now you bring
Making melodies of my days,
Stillness, wonder, ambrosia.
Poetry that trigger each step,
Elegance goes smoother
I thought the ship was lost,
Touched, waiting delights,
Tender shipwrecks so bitter...
In the lakes of my dreams: thou art backwater.
A backwater that in verse brings warmth,
Heat that came over me, your eyes...