My most Dear Unknown (24)

A possible lost letter.


Some times I was too tired
To answer at your golden words,
To be in time and
Give my felt answer.

I have to prepare much things,
For my long trip,
Which is so near
And for a world benefit.

I wrote you this,
Because, I am a real brain.
I will fly, so near to the sky
And not foresee the end.

If, for God choice
My name will be canceled,
Please to retain in your soul and mind:
"That I loved you so much " !!!

My thoughts are so:
"Each being is a lord over world
And lord over a clean love;
These rights are ancestral".

If evil forces fight against,
For to destroy these laws,
One must see that the world changed,
And the new tools changed old ideas.

Sun Twin

My most Dear Unknown (23)

The last new dream.


"I sought and found you in a park;
That which I once had it described:
With ancestral trees and old banks,
Where you were writing pretty verses.

You were alone thoughtful and sad,
Perhaps, thinking at your motherland,
Or which might be the great words,
To be sent to your friends or parents.

I moved so close to you and said:
"Can you allow me a sweet kiss?"
You smiled your rare approval,
And drew me near you.

Our meeting was a large poem:
You gave me flowers red and yellow,
And held my little hand so strong,
As dreams that like to finish. "

The dream as usual in a hurry,
Finished in a great hope,
That after two weeks will become,
The start of a new love story.

Sun Twin

My most Dear Unknown (22)

Poem number hundred.

While congratulating on women,
I will send you a letter,
A sweet and short poem,
Among the first hundred.

You know how are women:
Defenseless as the kids,
And as the aged persons,
Keeping always supports.

I understood your silence,
For,you are a strong man,
And may to overtake,
The difficult moments.

You will be searched, in April,
But not on phone,
For, last time it was deaf,
And closed my sought door.

I don't tell you the time,
Avoiding sighs and sobs,
Because a rare meeting,
Will be a liked dream.

Sun Twin

My Dear UNKNOWN (21)

A recognition


The first man,who estimated all of mine:
Life work, feelings, thoughts and projects,
ARE YOU, your voice, your writings and poems,
Sent through the world mirror.

By means of your sweet voice,
I felt to be participant,
In largest armies of unknowns,
In various fields, even of theirs dying for:

The wanted indepedency
Or justice and a dignity,
Or healthy and survival,
At least for well being or better.

Another for a body beauty,
For caresses or sweetly words,
For love, at least for consolation,
For all which do the life more easy.

I felt to have now gained your offers,
Five medals of five stars,
Identical with stories told,
As vivid libraries.

Sun Twin