Skin Paintings Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Skin Paintings,

Never forget deaths and it's floating in the rivers,
For now follow life lessons and love,

Cascades of songs and showers of roses,
Young hearts never to grow old, or out of love,
for the adventures and dangerous escapades,

Young sturdies are never to say it's too late,
to stay out late
and watched the dark moon's enhancements,

The ambrosial scents
of being alive,
Unfailed by faith,
commitments and circumstance
that something's good is always brewing,

Brewed like arts, on skin tease and dishabilles,
the dismantling of clothes and the wrestling's,

It hard for the bodies not to be uninformed,
the young sky was brought together by these young skins,
and senses in being formed,

But to say last night's manual stimulations,
and the holding of hands,

It was leaps of fates and inclement,
of night air and fine decisions brought by the absolute truth,
that results in this signages,
we'restaying alive, in each other's influence,