I have you, between the letters in my fingers, between the clicks of the writings on the keyboard and the candid resemblance of yourself, caressing the very beginning of my inspirations…
And as the story progresses
Up scales to living, breathing fire
Words flow, adjectives in abundance
With plenty of adverbs unfolding actions
Until the limits of my imagination
Are surpassed…
Transient from written
To the less descriptive, more acting
Unchained set of emotions in motion
Rolling around this ignited pyre
Warming up the lair, daring, burning
Decrypting the fascination upon me
That I have always had about you
Every time I felt inspired by this story
That developed between my fingers
Between the clicks of the writings
On what used to be the keyboard
And now written on your skin…
©Carlos di Paulo Zozaya
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