You’re the Smile that Peels Back Space

(“Mujer de Fierro” acrylics on canvas, 100×110 cm Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia, art of FBC)

I dreamed I saw a flower
that was left between the yellowed,
musty pages of a book ancient and faded,
but it wasn’t you…
Because in many dreams I’ve seen you,
you’re the fragrance,
not the petals left asleep, withered by time.
No! You’re the eyes that will seduce me,
you’re the smile that peels back space,
and your body, which will stretch across the oceans,
becomes part of loving things I can’t replace.
In a house that’s made of plasticine and heartbeats,
on a bed of chamomile and Freixenet,
in a kiss that rips away my lips like lightning,
I have dreamed you flew to me from far away.
So I know you’re not that lonely faded flower,
that was left behind forever to remain,
but a symbol of someone’s romance, not ours,
or of the suffering that comes when lovers stray.
You can never be a symbol, you’re too vibrant,
you’re the quintessential love that rips my flesh,
that in ecstasy consumes eternal hours,
that in dreams I feel a thousand hours awake.

C.2020, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 18 FEB 2020, Valencia, Spain

INSTAGRAM (for all my artwork): @Francisco_Bravo_Cabrera

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Jazz with my group AJA, playing funky world beat rhythms: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/aja2

THANKS!

32 comments

  1. short-prose-fiction · February 18, 2020

    My dearest Francisco,
    Your passion jumps out from my screen. This is incredible. Have you ever said that my writings are passionate? I am nothing compared to you. The passion and the beauty of this poem are incredible. They hit with the force of an hurricane. They spiral together, they turn, they wipe cities, souls, distances. They sing. Aw…

    you’re the quintessential love that rips my flesh,
    that in ecstasy consumes eternal hours,
    that in dreams I feel a thousand hours awake.

    Francisco, passion does not happen to us. Passion is part of us. And you are passion.
    G.

    • Francisco Bravo Cabrera · February 18, 2020

      Thank you so much Gabriela…your thoughts and words, you know, mean so much to me, so I don’t know what to say…I am flattered and humbled and in my great appreciation all I can say is,
      para ti, un beso y una flor,
      F.

      • short-prose-fiction · February 18, 2020

        Thank you, thank you. Can I get two flowers?

      • Francisco Bravo Cabrera · February 18, 2020

        Claro, si “es ligero equipaje para tan largo viaje…” como dijo Nino Bravo, valenciano tambien, aunque no familia…dos flores no, un ramillete de colores y harmonias y dos besos, se dan uno por mejilla, y mil pompas de jabon de fantasia…
        F.

      • short-prose-fiction · February 18, 2020

        Ay, muchas gracias, matador.
        “El aire la vela, vela.
        El aire la está velando”
        FGL

      • Francisco Bravo Cabrera · February 18, 2020

        Venga! Beautiful…

      • short-prose-fiction · February 18, 2020

        🙂

    • charlypriest · February 18, 2020

      Very true short prose and what. a beautiful passionate comment from a great passionate great.writer to another-Mr. Cabrera
      Both you great creative minds.

  2. Mitchel David Ring · February 18, 2020

    Fantastic, raw poetry. Bravo!

  3. Felipe Adan Lerma · February 18, 2020

    Title & image are fabulous, Francisco! Lyrics are smoldering! 😊

  4. America On Coffee · February 18, 2020

    Beautiful Francisco! An honored poetic composition, and the love you’ve painted has the perfect, bold colors, that smiling is irresistible! Thank you for inspiring my day!💕❤️💕

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  6. tiffanyarpdaleo · February 19, 2020

    Beautiful words and painting, really wonderful work!

  7. magickmermaid · February 23, 2020

    Beautiful poem and art! So heartfelt.

  8. Daedalus Lex · February 24, 2020

    Love your painting. A smart stylized sketch floating on a moody quilted canvas. It makes my brain hurt. I mean that is a good way 🙂

  9. lapieldelmercado · March 13, 2020

    Reblogged this on Semiología de la Comunicación and commented:
    Eres la sonrisa que despega el espacio … ./¨Soñé que veía una flor _Porque en muchos sueños te he visto -no los pétalos que quedan dormidos , marchito por el tiempo.
    ¡No! Eres los ojos que me seducirán, eres la que voló hacia mí desde muy lejos. . Que en sueños me siento mil horas despierto¨.

  10. Roxane Bravo · March 22, 2020

    in a kiss that rips away my lips like lightning,
    I have dreamed you flew to me from far away.
    So I know you’re not that lonely faded flower,
    that was left behind forever to remain, HOW BEAUTIFUL

  11. Roxane Bravo · April 4, 2020

    Here you have a fan …

  12. Roxane Bravo · April 5, 2020

    y otro de vuelta desde Chile

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