Without End

I do not want to look at other histories,
Fairy-tales with author's endings

I want to write with my soul and skin,
With desire and brutal love,
Our life since the dreams until here

You, my mad desire,
My prince of skin and entrails,
You wake my hunger, my madness up
while shelter my tenderness

Me, of sowed dreams,
Your princess of writings wars,
from this one, our life / history
In wich it is not necessary to tell the end



Poetry by Mabel
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Written on 2011-04-29 at 03:38

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Frans Nilsson
Mabelita, this is beautiful! This is emotions, human feelings with hope, love, desire, politics and contemporary. (L)(L)(L) I love the mix you create with such intelligens. Te amo
2011-05-01


Mabel
thank u for the comments, this poem have my best inspiration of Frans Nilsson my onlyone, Jag älskar dig min prins
2011-04-30


John Ashleigh The PoetBay support member heart!
Written from the heart, obviously. A really good peice - thankyou for sharing. :)

Regards,
John.
2011-04-29


Brian Oarr
This poem is so beautiful you'll want to correct that typo in the last line. There was much to admire in your crafting of this piece.

Brian
2011-04-29


countryfog
"I want to write with my soul and skin" . . . revelation and passion. I think you've succeeded.
2011-04-29