Carlos Rodriguez Biography

In the grand banquet of poets
You'll find echoes from the soul
There up on pages
Of written scenes untold
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Naked we come & naked we go
Touch my soul, like a soft wings butterfly
Close me in and feel my heart
Wet &oily skin, no place to hide
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And so the juggernauts roared
As the firebirds soared
And the soldiers howled
While corrupt politicians pleased the crowd
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The nakedness of your body
Warms my soul and sends
My heart on a spinning cycle
Of fury and turmoil.
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Hollow cave in the cold realm of morning
Shallow grave pearched in boredom, rabid foaming
The moon is a harsh mistress
Waiting patiently to devour her prey
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