HIEROGAMY – (Erotic poetry) – Having sex with the sun – Gocho Versolari, poet

 

To have sex with the sun
it’s overwhelming,
although it sounds like a pleonasm. Not only
calcining and restoring of the sexes
Not only
convert the heart
in a phoenix
vermilion and dramatic
Tiny, intense anxiety
contaminates the green and red podium
where we settle
to see the afternoon drift by «ancianía»
and we dream of taking root
on the gray bench in front of the door.
The midnight
it is the best time to have sex with the sun,
take away his secrets
and heal the dying sheep
and get to your bed,
to your agony that lies in the clouds
like a metal castle.
I take you in my arms
And I undress you while I’m on my way
towards the green lake
where we will make a threesome with the sun
In the middle of the night
he’s an androgynous smiley
ready to introduce,
to be introduced
without caring much
our peculiarities.
Only your nakedness asleep
slowly emerges.
A Leviathan at Sunset
is heading towards the distant disk,
full of flies
and peat
Then i am the sun
when I glide over you
and you become a moon,
on the third planet
counting from the farthest galaxy.
So
we change sex and turn
on a twilight carousel,
in a discover hidden birds
and cold insects
under the skin
You must wake up in the morning
and ask for a fried egg
on oatmeal and licorice toast.
I will cover you with the purple blanket
And I’ll kiss your big toes
while you smile without conscience
of your agony that dissolves between the clouds.
In the sky,
will curdle the sun

 

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GOCHO VERSOLARI

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