Like the Rock, Love is Dead

Gustav Kimt - The Kiss

"Wine. September. Music. Silence. The Night. Written separating with points and not by commas shows most about the spaces to breathe and think in the persons than the real signification of the words. Writing at night, about the people in a exciting journey on time. We are time travelers in memories and dreams. However, we are not in conscience of the now. Now is a temporal phrase and not an act. Now is the space after the point and the first capital letter in a paragraph with a lot of words without a explicit goal. Human activities and human silences. 

Illuminated stories talk about the men who are pure in silence. Because the silence is an answer too. However, not many people are capable to discover the real response. Intuition is the better explanation and the most easy mistake while a simple smile inside the corps occurs to make evident the real sense. Wine, smile, tears and random phrases. This night the worlds not arrives to the end, and for this, the words are separated by commas because there is no a second for a simple breath. Now, is time to breathe: inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale..., words are not real when the acts and facts, but this night is a night to feel a cold coup, the lips have no other to meet passion, or simple, to meet skin.

Otherwise, love can be desire. But these times are not to write about the love. Like the rock, love is dead and the ashes of the love there are passion and music. Fire in the oldest tales when the eyes and the bodies were in fluids without descriptions. So, why are necessary love songs or love words?. We can feel the tongues in bodies and the moment is sufficient, without any additional description, may be a trace. More wine, rinsed lips and eyes seeking a shone on a cloudy sky. A dark in red and the thirst... yes, breathe because the silence this night is the best answer. 

In a dream, the tragicomedy act is about the kisses and sex with the oldest love. Wake up time and there is a sense of bad taste on the lips and a deep sadness. Why? Silence is the better answer to forget the question and think in another new times, the future "where" we travel and when there are not past, now is time to a cup of red wine while the words build phrases to exploit hope without any promises about a better world. Why? Breathe, phrases are build to say that seem. Never to describe a simple kiss.

In a real world, there are not sins. Tentation is about the desire (not about the love). All thinks finished with the tentation and the passion are over. The holy face is the face of the lover in the orgasm second and the perversion is the memories at the end, the blasphemy is to make sacred bodies and lips, sexe and voices. Wine, tears and silence. Spirits of the time in a night in witchcraft to discover that the love is dead, and for this only reason we need to make love. Rock arrives of the other worlds to say that the silence is also an answer."