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The Manboy

by Manon

Give me a blanket, a corner of softness
I am going to curl, cover my head
I am going to sleep
with my eyes opened
asking the angels
for a shoulder of tenderness.
I think of the first day
this close to spring
gone till fall
to your left, to your right
the curtain flutters
Behind it above and below
the wind enters its flow
so softly, so gently
there is no end to this tomorrow
betrayal of fears
mirrors of dreams
the answer flickers
a breathing across centuries
I can feel warmth
ice and a voice
kissing my entrails.
More alive
a river of veins boils
to the song of the manboy.

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You Built Me a House

by RoZita

I do not know you
I never met you
we never spoke--
so, how is it that I live in your house?
You have built me a mansion of wonders
full of rooms, no two quite the same;
some are hung with crystal chandeliers
and polished floors
some with sunny windows
and lush palm trees
others are draped in darkness
with the smell of tears
some heaped with weapons,
others with toys
still others are quirky,
never quite what they seem.
Each one rings with laughter
and stories and guitars
each is full of jewels
and paint and flowers
a luscious garden surrounds it all
birds calling from every tree,
kittens playing in the grass
new flowers springing daily
stars falling on it nightly
bells ringing from every tower
and the pool is fresh and always open
and there are plates heaped
with chocolate and salsa
and bottles of garnet wine
and the silver voices
of angels sound constantly
these are the sweetest treasures of all
protecting my house from demons
filling it with light and fragrance
fixing things when they break
and teaching me new tricks daily.
It is flowing to capacity
yet there is always room for more!

Living here
I have learned how human I can be
and how angelic
and how sad and how happy
how to create and destroy
how to be lost and how to be found
how to trust and listen
how to lust and plan and forgive
how to embrace and be free
how to become more like myself.
Antonio, did I thank you
for building me this house?

This poem was inspired by a comment made by Maria C. at the AB Web Mall...the first two lines are word for word from that comment. Beautifully stated, Maria!

Shoes

by RoZita

I think that the dark shoes of Antonio
are the shoes for flamenco
sparks live in the heels
because the fire of his veins crowds them out
until they scream to be free.
But they follow his steps
they cannot lose him
they tumble in the wake
of his sinuous strut
and the language of his guitar:
the children of fever
slaves of his shoes
which are merely two cups
that overflow with black lightning.

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in your eyes

by Jenny

as i see you the first time in my life
i am very amazed by your body!!
i have never seen this before!!
but when i looked into your eyes,
i was in total fascination!!
in your eyes i see so much love
but much pain too
i have see so much warmth
and very much passion!!!
this i have never experienced before!!
one look in your eyes is enough,
to help me!!
if i feel bad and very sad
i watch a film and look in your eyes,
then i see laughing people, happy people
and people who are never sad,
that makes me feel good!!
i would like to say thank you!
that you are such a wonderful man
and love your fans with your heart!
that's why we, your fans, love you too!!

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Heavenly Love

by MariaJ

Never in the harshness that was my liƒe,
did I think I'd ƒind my hearts love true.
Gently I raise my trembling hand to your cheek,
whispering, "My Sweet Antonio, oh how I love you!"

Then slowly you draw me close,
your body against mine, setting me on ƒire.
My heart flutters with your whispered back words,
"My precious beautiful Angel, you're my world entire."

Wrapping my arms around your strong shoulders,
I gaze at the stars, swimming in eyes oƒ amber hue.
As the shimmering stars ƒall on your cheeks,
I start drowning in the ocean that is you.

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Antonio Moment

by MariaJ

We three, we’re all alone, living in a memory--
My echo, my shadow and me.
We three, we’re not a crowd, we’re not even company--
My echo, my shadow, and me.
What good is the moonlight, the silvery moonlight
That shines above.
I walk with my shadow, I talk with my echo,
But where is the one I love?
We three, we’ll wait for you, even till eternity--
My echo, my shadow and me.

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Two Haikus

by Annie

eyes of an angel
heart full of honor and love
a beautiful soul

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Talented, soulful
rendition of loveliness
happiness divine!

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He-he!

by Lidija

1.

One,two
where are you?
Three, four
I'm almost on the floor
Five, six
My heart for you kicks
Seven, eight
you have perfect weight
Nine, ten
I only ask: WHEN!!!

2.

White, black
don't go back
Green, red
You go to my head
Yellow, rose
Follow your nose
Orange, blue
I will give you a clue
Purple, Gray
for you,I will pray!

More poetry by Lidija here!

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The Light

by Debbie

The Light danced about her shoulders
Kissed her softly making her bolder
Caressing her cheek and making her smolder

The Light laid a glimmer upon her breast
She sighed, taking in a deep breath
Wishing for it to never be over

The Light hovered above her
With an everlasting cover
The warmth of the Light discovered
A part of her uncovered

The Light moved in a mysterious way
To bring her to a climaxing way
To her delight the Light shimmered
Up her spine the Light delivered

The Light brought love and power
She will never be without flowers
For the Light grows deeply, caressing her
Making love to her for hours and hours

Wrapped about her in a brightly colored shimmer....

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Miracle

by Midian

Miracle is to love you
Antonio...
Miracle is to open my eyes
in the morning and make me smile
thinking about You!!!
Miracle is to believe in life
in love in this crazy world.
Miracle is to find you
every moment in my day.
i mean ...miracle is to touch you
in my dreams every moment i want.
Miracle is to meet you.
Miracle is to feel everything around me so magic.
Miracle is to embrace my silent loneliness.
Miracle is to listen to some songs
with you in my mind all day long.
Miracle is always I'll wait for you.
Miracle is write to you and
to hope you'll read it too.
Hope your beautiful eyes put
a glance on my big desire.
thanks to be as you are,
Midian

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