Poem (12 of 12)… Postscript On Gothic Red

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Postscript On Gothic Red

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

Gothic Red –dressed as an imperial princess
whose eyes dawn with grayish blues…
Wear your native dress and crimson gloves
to veil your gentle pale-white skin
and freckled constellations born east of Berlin.
Stain my lips with darkened burgundy
as I devour your mouth with fury;
and with Uralic Magyar zeal,
my heart and soul arouse and heal.

~ ~ ~

And such were the professor’s dreams:
illusions and fantasies of the mind
–yet compelling enough to create the world
of Gothic Jill.
The morning sun’s rays
tear through the bedroom window
and spear his sleeping eyes,
waking the artist of fantasies.
The Philosopher opens his eyes
and stares at the smears & stains
on his pillows & sheets: soot & tar.


–You can find the original poem in Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo or a translated|modified version in Spanish in Poemas Caribeños, por Luis S. González-Acevedo–


 

Poem (4 of 12)… Gothic Jill’s Seduction

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Gothic Jill’s Seduction

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

The icy graze of my touch in the wind
burns your lips with tortured fires.
Blood invades your pallid skin, saliva thickens
while suffering my hands’ warmth in the cool evening breeze.

As I caress your body in the frozen night…
Surrender soot-stained lips!
Curve your back in body-tensing plight!

My breezes make you quiver, I know.

Against caressing pillows,
your lips settle like gentle flames.
Forceful winds lull you
into hurricane spirals that thrash you
with their slumberous motion,
leaving you forever bound
to my lips seduction…


–You can find the original poem in Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo or a translated|modified version in Spanish in Poemas Caribeños, por Luis S. González-Acevedo–


Poem… Let Me Seduce Your Lips


Let Me Seduce Your Lips

(translation|modification of Déjame Seducir Tus Labios)

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

Stop and feel the icy graze
of my hands in the wind.
Your lips throb inflamed with fire
as you let me seduce them with tempting hands.

Feel your blood invade your labial skin
and your saliva thicken.
Feel my hands like an afternoon breeze
as you let me seduce your lips with tempting hands.

My hands fall upon your body like a frozen night.
Your body rises like a bird in rapid winds.
My breezes make you quiver against your pillow
as you let me seduce your lips with tempting hands.

My pleasant cooling calm lulls you.
Dreams of my hurricane winds ravage
and still you so that I can kiss you
as you let me seduce your lips with tempting hands.


–You can find the poem in Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo or the original version in Spanish in Poemas Caribeños, por Luis. S. González-Acevedo–