When a man falls in love he becomes weak. There is no greater weakness of a man than the eyes and gaze of a woman . This is what the following love poems by Fernando Molano Vargas express . This Colombian writer from Bogotá expresses the feelings of many men and women in love.
Are you looking for love poems to dedicate to your partner? Sometimes you want to say something magical to that person you love , but you can’t put it into words. That is when the following love poems are useful to dedicate. You just need to find the right moment to make it magical .
You can conquer your partner even more with love poems. The love verses are beautiful details to dedicate to that person you love. Don’t take it lightly, always express, communicate your commitment. Never think that you have it, that it is already yours.
Dedicate these love poems to your boyfriend that you love very much
Imagine, you are in a magical window and you are a witness to all the loves in your city. You have a privileged place and you observe each love scene like a poem. Many love poems around you. You are blessed with many love poems, from your window, by Fernando Molano Vargas.
From my window
To the voice of your silent dreams
as the condemned usually
from the edge of the sardinel
they lift their asses
two boys in love
And hidden behind the cars,
almost reluctantly, they are
joined by the farewell:
under their pants, desire
lurks like a bandit
to the youngsters
engulfed in an embrace
eyes returning stubborn
go to their homes because:
will they cherish in their rooms
smiling under the covers
this time when mothers
hide their children
Poems of love, in the struggles, by Fernando Molano Vargas
Fernando Molano Vargas tells us, these are hardly love poems. They are poems of what he calls his love, they are his uniqueness, his magical opinion of love . If you are not vibrating in the season of love, you may not understand it. Here are short and romantic love poems to dedicate to your love .
In the showers
Because he is a very beautiful boy
and then it is hard to believe
He sprinkles talcum powder on his feet
and footprints are left on the floor
And their tracks are blurred
if one brushes them with the fingers
But talcum doesn’t taste like anything
when you put your fingers on your tongue
is like a leap of faith
And here are beautiful love poems to dedicate to your partner
Read these poems and tell your partner what you remember, in your own words and feelings. They are poems of your love. Of some love, the one you remember right now. Then you are grateful, even if you suffered, because that love, that disappointment led you to this moment.
Sweet brother of the rams
As a child, Dad would ruffle my pompadour to make
me mad like a man.
In the heavy workings of his iron workshop, he
rudely forged my body. At the age of fifteen my legs
easily supported a refrigerator, and
two or three girls could have cried on my chest .
Right there, in the dirty Texaco almanacs that
aged on the walls, he taught me a love
for naked women; and leaning out the door of
the canteens where he sometimes drank, I learned how
to take advantage of them. “But when the day comes
when your mother is sick to death,” he told me drunkenly
as he took them home, “it will be fair that you prefer to
take care of your wife.”
Without asking anything, one day he celebrated the wounds of
my first fight and, smiling, he brought a fist
to my chest. Somehow he knew then to
overcome fear, and today, at seventeen, I presume that I
can be home late.
Oh, Diego, in long days Daddy made me a
fortress. And it’s a wonder how its
walls hold up now that you come into me like a goblin, and
we can play alone and love each other like two children.
They are not only poems, they are also my wish for you to be happy
Love are the poems that at this moment give meaning to your life . If you want love poems for your boyfriend or girlfriend, reflect on these by Fernando Molano Vargas. The path of love are details , attitudes that you caress and bring into your life.
This motel time
My leg follows his waist
his back is for my hand –
up I look at the ceiling
for my heart
But the four firm knocks behind the door sound
like terrible alarms
in her sweet reverie — have we wasted our time yet?
if on the floor
at the foot of this dirty bed
our desire still
between his shorts
All my loves in your pockets, the path of life
These love poems and many more can be found in the book “All my things in your pockets” by Fernando Molano Vargas. They were written in 1997 and have been reissued by Planeta, Seix Barral, 2019.
In a bar watch couples, alone
Because one sees them dance
and it is as if in another place
they are still
their bodies turn beautifully
on their slow breasts
and then it is as if the joy
distracted turn they look at you
and in the next they forget about you
– but your gaze lingers
In the jovial freshness of a drink
you feel perfectly
all joy as a betrayal
and you do not understand this smile on your lips
your dead friend
that cold beer in your hand
Other love poems to fall in love with Fernando Molano Vargas
In his love poems by Fernando Molano Vargas he expresses his pain, his grief more than his joy. It is as if your life is suspended in that small moment of contemplation and fear for the one you love.
I am young and I am still,
in that unlikely time
that for my elders has fled
In me, desire
rears up at every moment
of every night and every day,
and it could well be restarted
without giving, on the other hand, much.
Thus, I do not have to ask for strength
and courage: I simply do not have them
and I continue —without even trying to
throw things into the bag of my dreams.
I still have — I can’t explain how
a pinch of hope
to believe that things will be better
— not mine: things simply
and I try,
although I can’t help it sometimes,
not to be cruel.
But towards me death hastens.
In truth, for years I have had it
glued to my heels,
blowing its mist on my cheeks.
Hands up against the wall,
thighs and eyes clenched,
she has me;
and I wait, alone, for
his sad blow to finally strike me .
So what is death waiting for?
What does that lady want with me,
just by touching my body with
her tender veils
without hugging me?
while my back bustles
and excites me
the fresh scent
in their armpits …
I wish your arms would catch me to escape to your heart
Being in love and dedicating poems to love is a wonderful adventure that Fernando Molano Vargas understood very well. This Colombian who abandoned us prematurely (1961-1998) has several short and beautiful love poems to fall in love with.
I would like to get caught up in you
I know well that you don’t listen to me, as dead as you are;
but, could we not, tonight, dream together that
You are a beautiful spirit sitting next to me on the floor,
on the edge of the bed; naively chatting, as
we used to, the simple matters of life?
Because I still have certain questions in my head
and, right now, I have no one to talk to about
my affairs. Sometimes I don’t understand anything. But I still
believe that each thing, each tremor, has
a meaning within itself. It just doesn’t last long. Just like
you; Like Luis Jorge, in his own way.
Here the world keeps spinning — without you: it
still seems strange to me. The rivers keep running
and don’t get tired; flowers and boys bloom;
friends come to visit me; there are still problems at
home. And love still excites me: like that of this
beautiful boy — I sincerely loved him — in whose
farewell I have come to dream of you in this silly
writing of a book dedicated to you. If I could just close
the page now. Stay here by your side, love.
At least let me kiss you. Come on, let’s
rush our lips: it could threaten the day again …