Come in

Come in, please

Make yourself at home my dear

The bathroom is over there

And feel free to borrow my clothes

Though, 

I hope you do not mind

If I light a cigar while you are here

I hope you do not mind, but

If you do,

I will refrain, my dear

You are the queen this night

I am but your servant,

As any other lover

Use this place as your castle tonight

That is how I want you to feel

To thank you for all the smiles, all the laughs

From the bottom of my heart my queen,

I love you

So, as I promised,

Here is your warm tea

And I shall cook whatever you like

Tonight is ours to live my dear, my queen

Tonight is ours to love and embrace each other

To be free and to be secret

So,

Come in please

Make yours this home my dear

The bedroom is over there

And feel free to rip my clothes...

Lucas Rangel Lima

Winter Clouds

With a lit cigar on his lips

He watched the setting sun rest

The wind turn the leaves into birds flying

The sky red and orange turning into deep dark blue

The mysterious nightfall

Crashing into the city silently

Like a deep sadness, slowly finding its place

Into the smallest corners of a stagnated and tired heart

Like the sky he watched

He felt his soul growing restless

All the fragments he brushed away joining

Molding a stabbing thorn into his cracked emotions 

For how much longer

Would he be strong enough?

How much further would he have to walk

Until he could finally fall without regrets, or maybe...

Discover another answer?

The night was already dark and black when he noticed

His cigar was long burnt into the ashtray

Even the tears, if he shed them

Would be dried too

Nevertheless, he did not feel like sleeping that night

The warmth of a morning was too much

If he could delay it for a little

Buy more time to...

Maybe he was just afraid of waking up abandoned

More so then when sleeping alone again

Losing another piece of his smile

Getting even more scared

He wanted to feel secure again, somewhere inside

To think of trusting and sharing love

See the sun as his friend for once

And graduate from the night

But the winter clouds would not let him so.

Lucas Rangel Lima

The rest is Sea?

Resting the other night

Listening to those old songs

Words of love repeated like poison

Uncertain ideals dressed up as the truth

When did he start to believe them?

Instead of thinking for himself?

Feeling and actually trying?

Did he even think?

Why would someone else

Know what was good for him?

What was really true in this world?

If love was real or fundamental or just

One way of being happy?

It was too late

The wave in the sea

Had already involved him

Like the night, quietly and fiercely

But now he knew

Even though he was not free anymore

He was not going to be surprised

And I will tell you

The eyes CAN see

What the confused heart

Can`t understand

And being happy? 

Its not about being alone or not

After all

If the rest is just the sea

Its deepness cannot be know by us

And of course it`s beauty

Cannot be told

And I will tell you

That wave that rose in the sea?

Those stars we forgot to count?

They could have led us to sadness

And happiness, either way

Still,

He kept thinking in his rest

That those words said by other man

Repeated so softly by every lover

Had some weird meaning

He kept listening to those old musics

Those words of love repeated like poison

Several uncertain ideals dressed up as the truth

And his rest?

Turned out to be another weight on his sore back

Lucas Rangel Lima

Drifting

The sea was all around him

Way crueler than he could have imagined

Way colder, vast and deeper

Much more than his little boat could take

He knew he was going to die drifting

It had been such a long time

He finally understood that no land

Would welcome a fool

And he was no sailor

For how many days

Did he drifted alone?

How many times did his boat,

Dragged around the ocean,

Met others who would just abandon him?

Just be taken away by the waves

Be sunk by the storms

Or even sail by themselves

Looking for their rightful land?

He knew he was alone in that sea

And that he was loved by the stars 

That reflected on it at night

He knew that he was not even trying anymore

That he accepted his fate on that boat

And that he was not even moving

He knew there was no way

That the cruel waves would bring him fortune

There was no way that without raising and sailing

He would ever be able to find not even an island

But he thought to himself

"I need to stay in the sea with them"

For he knew 

That he wasn`t the only one drifting

That his despair was already over long ago

That no other storm could hit his boat so hard

So as to make him lose his way again

He believed in the sea

He hold his faith

He stood there, waiting for other lost ones

To see his smile and his warmth

To sail by him, and then maybe

Find their own way back to their lands

Maybe even one day,

Take his boat together with them

To visit...

Lucas Rangel Lima