A Memory for Sale

I want to sell my memory of you; free my mind of the cage you built around me, liberate my heart from your last words continuously circulating, contaminating my bloodstream. The ghost of your touch has left me with a naked soul, my spirit exposed, because your caresses used to burn my skin dissipating it…

Keep Me

Keep me in the delicious taste of your mouth, in the rough edges of your big hands, in the arches of your feet, in the pulsing rhythm of your heart. Keep me as the night keeps the moon, as the mother keeps the child, as the love keeps the hope, and as the mind keeps…