My excuses to the rose I don't behold.
"My pardon me," the sun I hate when shines.
But I'm in gladness active not and cold.
My zero love in life my soul quite whines.
Forgive me words to moon I much dislike.
Please, understand, you bird, your... – by Luis A. Estable | 13 Views added 3 months ago
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How proud would roses be if feelings born!
To see that to the nose they're pure delight.
And often women's hair they do adorn.
And human eyes agree they do spring light.
The rain could talk, what, people, would it say?
To think it wet the... – by Luis A Estable | 13 Views added 3 months ago
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A zephyr came and moved her hair.
How beautiful she looked!
Some locks covering her face,
Her beauty even more,
And I amazed did... – by Luis A. Estable | 19 Views added 3 months ago
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In poetry beauty and the meaning deep.
The bird that sings; it's spring and roses are.
The peaceful look of children when they sleep.
And when high in the sky we see that star.
The sweetness of a kiss when one's in love.
The woman's tears when... – by Luis A. Estable | 66 Views added 3 months ago
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It was with love and care, indeed,
That God did make the woman-soul.
And when he saw such gorgeous form,
He was so glad He played a role.
That's why her voice delightful sound
And her behold such tender look.
Oh, pretty hands and pretty... – by Luis A Estable | 137 Views added 3 months ago
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Come, darling, to my bed and naked be!
Now beauty lives in you like red the rose.
I think that human eyes, they all agree
Quite high your gait, your charm, your every pose.
And when you're bare, your nudeness to my eyes,
I will embrace your... – by Luis Estable | 21 Views added 3 months ago
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If seen with eyes, done so, not pretty I!
Thus, woman, hear; behold me with your heart
And you will see a lovely bluish sky
That is my feelings as my precious art.
And if one day my lips you come to kiss,
Please, do release the color of my... – by Luis A Estable | 186 Views added 4 months ago
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The eyes that do see wide,
They also deep do see.
In a man's investigating eyes,
Women prettier are
Than any given... – by Luis Estable | 17 Views added 4 months ago
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What has my destiny so cruelly done?
Why I so badly treated by this time?
Should I suppose for me there is no fun?
And that my life to live an ever climb?
If I see her, no rosy price but death.
But then not her; yes, hell is paradise.
All over... – by Luis Estable | 50 Views added 4 months ago
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Let's have a dream, my pretty Sue, dear friend.
Let's have a dream and allow me to be wild.
Don't take it bad but try to comprehend
It's just a dream; thus be polite and mild.
Under a tree, an apple one, my dear,
I hold your breasts; your lips... – by Luis A Estable | 182 Views added 4 months ago
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The little lamb was bleating.
The shepherd went to see.
The snake him squeezed to death.
The shepherd went insane.
And thus he's found... – by Luis A Estable | 8 Views added 6 months ago
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This bed with me and nothing more but me!
This little room so full of my male smell.
I've for a woman's luck deep misery
And no true friends to whom my sadness tell.
My cat so close to the look of a bone.
My clothes the same day after day, I... – by Luis A. Estable | 5 Views added 7 months ago
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Sit by the fire and wait
My presence naked there.
By the light of the fire,
I will make love to... – by Luis A. Estable | 8 Views added 8 months ago
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Let me be true to feelings poor in wealth
And love the simple things we find in life:
Yes, like a child not rich but full of health,
A working man, a loving and faithful wife.
Let me be true to feelings humble in sense
And love those things in... – by Luis A Estable | 9 Views added 8 months ago
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Go with your mouth and other men do praise.
Mistake a flower for an ugly weed.
They'll plenty give you for your eyes to gaze
And cold, false kisses as their hearts' good deed.
Go on, be used by hands no care for you.
And through your ears hear... – by Luis A Estable | 4 Views added 8 months ago
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I must resist the kiss of just sixteen.
I must not touch a flesh too young for sex.
I want to die a man the conscious clean
That to my mind I'd nothing vile annex.
I must abhor the thought two men in bed,
And anything on sex not women and men
... – by Luis A Estable | 4 Views added 8 months ago
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Is it in beauty, beauty ever there?
Or just the eyes that see utterly false?
The eyes to roses give delicious care.
Don't mind the thorn that it the heart appalls.
And then, a yellow sun that gives us heat.
A diamond ring, for looks better the... – by Luis A Estable | 11 Views added 9 months ago
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Some women scream, some shout
When they are having sex.
I do prefer the quiet one
Make sure is not an... – by Luis A. Estable | 3 Views added 9 months ago
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Yes, eyes that see to make my heart a drum!
But then, no sight my mind as pleasure none.
Yes, beauty's charm, but what if I become
Of lovely things a slave from them can't run?
The woman's face that I behold to tear.
Her body, too, that makes... – by Luis A. Estable | 22 Views added 9 months ago
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Those simple things that move a human heart
More than had wealth, the riches of a man.
The feeling had when eyes behold great art.
And those who Jesus love, God's gracious plan.
Those simple things that bring delight for free
And give more fun... – by Luis A Estable | 2 Views added 9 months ago
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She wore her coronet.
Put on her white, silky dress.
Got down on her two knees
And gave me some queenly... – by Luis A. Estable | 41 Views added 10 months ago
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Nothing calms,
Like water applied to fire,
My wild nerves like you.
Pill that appeases my crazy thoughts.
Yes, that pill is... – by Luis A Estable | 9 Views added 10 months ago
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At board I have your eyes
As two ultimate stars.
I'm so compact of credit
I think they are paradises
That when they're fixed on me,
My blood how quickly... – by Luis A. Estable | 9 Views added 10 months ago
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Her mental illness has her highly sad.
Her face of youth has eyes from crying tired.
She's never been with life a person glad.
As woman she has never been admired.
Oh, poor, young soul who wants to have some peace!
But no, my world, her days... – by Luis A. Estable | 7 Views added 10 months ago
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Yes, a child me when tears my face should be.
A bird now free when I've for house a cell.
But I must give my heart some dignity.
There all my love for all humans does dwell.
Lo. yes, at times I'm sick, my mind's not clear.
For luxury I have... – by Luis A. Estable | 15 Views added 10 months ago
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You see, now slumber is
What once was so alive.
Do keep, I'm getting old.
No longer a youth in... – by Luis A. Estable | 3 Views added 11 months ago
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Yes, my heart is hurting now,
And my mind is all confused.
And my tears do not allow
Any fun; my soul is bruised.
I do walk, but it's a wonder
For my legs are soft and weak.
I should die; dead is my mother.
I'm so pained I cannot speak!
... – by Luis A Estable | 13 Views added 11 months ago
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No pretty face can tell me that the heart
Is shown in eyes of blue or fair a smile.
I know of gentle features, pleasant art,
Their minds so cruel that make tears look so vile.
Yes, beauty's only pleasing to betray
And keep the eyes away from... – by Luis A Estable | 5 Views added 11 months ago
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It is the summer of the year.
The birds are singing, flowers are.
But my dear Love not with me here.
She's gone from earth; please, God, this hear!
So, I do walk the streets so sad.
A pain that swells my heart with hurt.
I am aching very... – by Luis A Estable | 16 Views added 11 months ago
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My tears are falling to the ground.
My body shivers, and it is sunny.
And then, I take a look around,
And summertime is far from pretty.
Oh, darling, dear; please, come to me!
I cannot stand this reality.
My face looks sad,... – by Luis A. Estable | 16 Views added 11 months ago
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I look at man, with him I want to live.
I women eye, my love so proved is shown.
I kiss the child, no color's negative.
At times I feel I have to heaven flown.
Yes, in my mind the world's dissent is sweet.
Not that it rosy lives deep in my... – by Luis A Estable | 33 Views added 11 months ago
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Give me a kiss, flowery Mary,
And you will light this face of mine.
Yes, call me for a moment honey,
And, then, my heart will beat so glad.
Give me a hug with real affection,
And all my cold will go away.
Talk to my ears with good intention,... – by Luis A Estable | 9 Views added 11 months ago
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It's love that keeps my heart and mind so rich.
It's love that puts tears down my mature face.
And I don't have my thoughts troubled with itch
For love puts in my heart joy no to erase.
A bird, his beautiful, clear singing voice.
A flower in... – by Luis A Estable | 25 Views added 11 months ago
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For many reasons I the world do call
To come as one; turn pain and tears to mirth.
And like a seed in blessing huge though small,
Step by step let us fill with smiles the earth.
We know we flowers with good eyes caress.
And there are those... – by Luis A. Estable | 11 Views added 12 months ago
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Yes, let us go under that tree
And sing some songs of summer.
You see, the birds are now with joy.
Please, be my loving brother!
Let us sit on that fresh grass,
Enjoy the summer weather.
And when, my boy, this time does pass,
We'll have... – by Luis A. Estable | 8 Views added 12 months ago
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When in the year it's summertime,
And my two eyes the flowers see,
I think of days when at my prime.
The way I looked with youth and glee.
When in the year it summer is,
And the birds are singing their sweet song,
I see those times I thought... – by Luis A. Estable | 15 Views added 1 year ago
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It's summertime, my heart indeed is sad.
And though the birds are now with their sweet song,
My heart aches much with pain that is so bad.
And my young mind does feel my life so wrong.
I think it's winter, thoughts about it, I mean
That have me... – by Luis A. Estable | 14 Views added 1 year ago
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I sadly sad do write today to those
Who fairness see with goodness e'er telling truth
And ugly judge as thing that much dirt throws
An has no prime, no decency, no youth.
Roses have beauty beautiful but prick.
The sun that daily shines at times... – by Luis A. Estable | 22 Views added 1 year ago
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The birds are going to the trees
And, too, singing sweet melodies.
A pretty girl with a handsome boy meets.
To kiss each other they agree.
Yes, the time is pleasant and neat.
There are flowers everywhere.
Children play gladly and free.
... – by Luis A. Estable | 15 Views added 1 year ago
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I went to the garden
Full of flowers red.
It was in my head
That I was in heaven.
There were naked girls
Playing happy games,
And I thought them pearls.
My heart was in... – by Luis A. Estable | 12 Views added 1 year ago
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You are of color white.
Golden you have your hair.
You are the morning light.
You eyes are colored blue.
It's true; it is so true.
I am of color black.
It's not straight my hair.
I am the night, alack!
My eyes nor blue or green.
With... – by Luis A. Estable | 15 Views added 1 year ago
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How much I'd like to have some truthful friends.
Some several friends to love this man I am.
The thought of it my temperature ascends.
I want no longer in my head word "damn."
How much I'd like a house to call my own.
The sweet delight of... – by Luis A. Estable | 17 Views added 1 year ago
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My hands do want to touch
Your queenly face and chest.
Your beauty is of such
That seems by heaven blest.
Your lips I want to kiss
Off, on the length of spring.
And then, I want, my Miss,
To hear your voice, lo, sing.
And after that, my... – by Luis A. Estable | 18 Views added 1 year ago
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In you a gentle beauty I do see.
We're only friends, but down deep in my heart
I celebrate your soul so silently.
Then, I think of your eyes as precious art
For in your letters of much honesty
I read their words as if I were a boy
Who wants to... – by Luis A. Estable | 11 Views added 1 year ago
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What has my destiny so cruelly done?
Why I so badly treated by this time?
Should I suppose for me there is no fun?
And that my life to live an ever climb.
If I seek her, no rosy price but death.
But then, not her; yes, hell is paradise.
All... – by Luis A. Estable | 22 Views added 1 year ago
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You slip it on each Sunday
When dear spring has sprung
Its variegated flowers.
The orange silky dress
That mixes with your creamy skin
Giving splendid picture
Of striking orange and snowy white
That combine to form a sublime
Ornament upon... – by Luis A. Estable | 174 Views added 1 year ago
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My mind can hardly make a picture-thought
Of the last time I had from women sex.
Yes, many times in tears in bed I've fought
Of human minds what's very much complex.
I miss of women's lips what's tender, sweet,
And the vague memory I've of her... – by Luis A. Estable | 14 Views added 1 year ago
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Play your flute, my boy!
And he does play the flute.
Fill my heart with joy!
And he does play again.
And down comes a rain
That are my tears of gladness.
Play your pretty toy!
And he gladly plays it.
Oh, I this enjoy!
He does continue... – by Luis A. Estable | 16 Views added 1 year ago
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I hate to find my pleasures in men's mouths.
But then, my daily luck of women is rare.
Yes, since my mind's not well, I'm through huge droughts.
I mean no female touch, no love affair.
The thirst of sex its water needs, I know.
My shameful... – by Luis A. Estable | 18 Views added 1 year ago
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Come! Play with me, my little boy.
Come! Play with me, I have a toy.
And thus, make happy this poor me.
Come! Be me friend for some a while.
I feel today quite infantile.
Put in my heart a little glee.
And when our playing is all done,
... – by Luis A. Estable | 22 Views added 1 year ago
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If I could change your body, my dear friend,
I'd make your figure the envy of the world.
Your face with charm the mind can't comprehend.
To amaze the eyes, your teeth as if they're pearled.
Your hair with youth and blacker than the night.
That... – by Luis A. Estable | 26 Views added 1 year ago
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Your hands are white as snow.
My hands are dark as night.
Your hands get red when winds do blow.
My hands turn not, they are not light.
Your lips are colored red.
My lips are color brown.
The hairs are golden, yours the hair.
Mine not, make... – by Luis A. Estable | 62 Views added 1 year ago
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And so your lips provoking me to sweat.
Your eyes that make the ones of others, dirt.
And when you're wet, nothing like it I've met.
You make the rose with human feelings hurt.
But this's not all; I must now tell your chest
That is, my dear,... – by Luis A. Estable | 29 Views added 1 year ago
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Why do I think you're not all mirth with me?
And that my verse does always fall behind.
Yes, when I write, my mind's a devotee.
Could I be wrong when in my heart you're kind?
If in my poems the fire is too low,
It's not my blood but then not... – by Luis A. Estable | 27 Views added 1 year ago
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When she does dance when the night falls
And sings her songs of faithful love,
A great delight upon me falls
As if I were in heaven above.
And then I say with voice of child,
" Her dance and song, what a great joy!"
When she does dance those... – by Luis A. Estable | 32 Views added 1 year ago
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I want to kiss the moon eyes closed, lips wet.
With hands divine I want to touch the rose.
Then, women chaste and kind in tears beget
And finally the greatest poem compose.
For when I see the sun, my night which're cold,
I suffer much the truth... – by Luis A. Estable | 27 Views added 1 year ago
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When I do cry my tears of sadness
For my mind is one with madness,
I wish I were another man.
I wish I had, hear, world, some gladness.
When I d cry my tears, my rain
For truly sick's my human brain,
I wish I were from this earth gone
Thus,... – by Luis A. Estable | 25 Views added 1 year ago
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The painter's not with me! I cannot paint
The way I women see or showy spring.
I cannot paint the day when it does faint,
Or people's faces when they happy sing.
I cannot paint the smiles of playful boys,
Upon two lovers moon pouring its light,... – by Luis A. Estable | 29 Views added 1 year ago
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Tell me you will love tomorrow
This poor soul who is now me,
And I will play my flute with fun
For, woman, thee so happily.
Tell me that you'll give me kisses
On my lips and on my cheeks,
And to the world I will loud speak
That from your... – by Luis A. Estable | 32 Views added 1 year ago
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By sadness struck, I at the rose do look
And see it human with tears down her face.
I think how much my heart you really took,
And how much your lines quite the rose debase
For you have a beauty that came from above.
You're mortal only for one... – by Luis A. Estable | 64 Views added 1 year ago
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Elizabeth put kisses two:
One on my lips, one on my cheek.
Elizabeth told me it's true
She's been in love with me for weeks.
And I did jump in happiness
For I have, too, loved her for weeks
But did not dare my love to express.
I thought she... – by Luis A. Estable | 51 Views added 1 year ago
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When the night's deep and its air's very cold.
And then more pain if such a night's full moon,
I think of those who have in love grown old.
And I in tears your name say with sad tune.
When a love song I hear, or wine I drink,
The liquid of your... – by Luis A Estable | 72 Views added 1 year ago
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Like water fresh that one picks up to drink.
Like fan that cools the soul on a hot day.
That's what you are to me, I gladly think.
And truthfully I pray for it to stay.
Like comfort after pain, had sadness some.
Yes, like one-hundred bills when... – by Luis A. Estable | 168 Views added 1 year ago
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This time of year awakes in me
Sadness and pain I can't control.
And often ugliness I see,
And hurting much does go my soul.
And my two eyes a river cry
That I'm alone, no family.
No friends to see; to them say hi
And share good times,... – by Luis A. Estable | 52 Views added 1 year ago
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Let me a youth today, no older bring.
A flesh untouched, acquainted not with men.
That time when she appears an ever spring.
Her V a paper ne'er on has writ a pen
To turn her eyes away from tricky beauty.
Her teach that the outside than love... – by Luis A. Estable | 56 Views added 1 year ago
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