Elhoim's Poem #77

To celebrate this magical 17/7/17 I want to share this with you

My poem #77

Born in the middle of the night under the light of the first moon

As goddess of love, half man and half animal

Born of the nocturnal honey of Adan's dream

With a belly full of light and shadows

Born in the middle of the night under the splendor of the four Dawn's

Souls of Light and Shadow Souls, Souls of Eve and Souls of Adam

Born of the light darkness, believing to be less, becoming be more

Born beloved, wounded and disappointed already pregnant with light

With a broken heart and lost in darkness

With a bite of love opened the eyes of the soul

And to the gloomy evening only they have to travel

The thin thread of blood that watered Eden

Poisonous Blood that ran to the outskirts of Eden

And being penetrated by the blood of the darkest love

Hoping to be born of his taciturn belly

Millions of more generations of Adam and Eve

Adan's Dream Milk and Eva's Evening Belly Honey

A Venus with young of love, female mother of light and pain

Sitting next to the garden I'm aging waiting for true love

With a broken and broken heart of love and sorrow

Charging their children under the cold and humid night

Feeding one baby after another with her breasts full of love and sweet honey

Quenching your thirst in a cradle of roses

With bloody river water and beautiful honey

Food to the child, night after night

A goddess of love and animal, aged, taciturn and sick

Black and white meat with a dark belly full of light

Without ever giving birth, one night after a day, and every day after a night

Having abandoned his suggestive ideal world

For breaking their own rules of the game

With the warmth of your body, without hiding your desires more

Unleashing a hell on earth, by the taste of his kisses

An old Eva looking to find her Adam

Looking for every night through it, get to Eden

A paradise of pain and a hell of love

With the skin burning like fire every moment

With the bones trembling from the cold every moment

A part of Adam and a part of Eve in each soul

A heart split in two halves, half light and half shadow

Thousands of hearts filled with soul are reunited with paradise

Every warm day after every cold night, Every warm night after every cold day

For a moment they enter the paradise after a long road

And the thread of blood that water the Eden still does not dry.

Venus with calf of love for the half of its heart

Mars feeds its children with golden honey from a dark tree to the bottom of Eden

While the worms sing in the cold night under Eva's feet

While the worms eat the cold flesh of the sons of Adan.

Poem #77 by Elhoim Leafar, 2013 

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