I wish my verses were alive

I wish my verses were alive

And make them talk about the love

The love that makes my whole being arise

And get up to the stars, even above

 

Oh master Pygmalion, show me how you inspired

The cold hands, face and heart of your creation

To become the woman that you desired

To become your Galatea, the one who brought you satisfaction

 

I wish my verses were alive

Make them talk all day with me

About the enigma of this rhythmic tide

I wish they could make my heart feel

 

Aphrodite, I’m begging on my knees

Give life to this lines of mine

I need to hear them speak

I need them now, now that I’ve lost my life

@ploskygonzalo

Foto: Photo by Stavrialena Gontzou on Unsplash (@stavrialena)

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