Jeans Enforcado

Jeans Enforcado

Saindo do chuveiro

a água continua fervendo

toalha de rosto é o chaveiro

do orgão vital crescendo

jeans enforcado

no uniforme em curvas

da reta do cadeado

aeromoça desnuda de luvas

milhas de voô do condor

aos chicotes na ternura do chão

a carruagem do nosso amor

toca o toldo do seu coração

sua lingerie dos meus desejos

seus lábios meu recruta

santuário de morango dos beijos

néctar mascavo de fruta.

Arthur Nett

09/05/2011

Hard Rock

Hard Rock

The eyes of the night with shadow azure

shirts leopard lipstick-stained

stream of sweet words from East to West

the winged horse of Guns'n'Roses setting the tone

Led Zeppelin guiding lights of the village

boys will free prisoners leather pants

hordes of groupies wild fills eucateia

guitar solos making up the treasure

jewels are the penumbra of the day on the mast

vinyl is the interlude of silk in extravagance

Kiss of dawn and leaves scar trail

Aerosmith recruiting the essence of fragrance

destinations in the wind in the hair of Rapunzel

dust walks in radiant faces of heartthrob

drinks that burn the Blue Sky

gazebo in the garden angels of Satan.

Arthur Nett

17/07/2011

Death will live

Death will live

Long paths in the shadows of Tennessee

risks with bitter in Paradise

alive to death since I was born

days go on nights of your smile

on the lips for hours

lines of blood on our way

rush of blood on the riverbank

My sanctuary in their nest

the darkness back to life

the bane of star king

their flesh chewed departure

the night with your blood toast

buried in the sound of the whistle

luzidos horses in pitch obscene

kisses the serpent keeps it safe

her body stuffed in my poison.

Arthur Nett

01/09/2011

Remembrance

Remembrance


Use your photos to light a fire
heat reminds me of your embrace
my memories burn like timber
your body misses the strength of my arm

our memories turned carbon
the future of our relationship went up in smoke
I wonder if out in vain to
just keep a picture of us in the square

no more hairs of your head on my pillow
her perfume on the cushion disappears with the wind
tries unsuccessfully to forget our laughter with time
deluded thinking that I'm just a stranger

Our cycle is only in the middle
you are my rose and I your garden
memories with me sasseio
you will always be my everything.
Arthur Nett
23/01/2011

Condemned to Heaven

Condemned to Heaven

Before you all in my life

was an off rust

warm and mysterious invites me

alchemy of our time is mirage

beside her sentenced to heaven

Habbeas corpus with Bald Eagle

my white skin and my black steed

Angel is my witness gypsy

long his sentence will be by my side

without appeal each year deserves punishment

felony crime is Love inapelado

runs free through the fields of my release

Exciting, lengthy flavors of his sacrifice

supersonic crates of his liberty

the links in my cuffs are tornão his craft

in my kisses finds its identity.

Arthur Nett

28/03/2011

Anel da Língua

Anel da Língua

Escapo das minhas vontades

em mil canções e uma melodia

torno dos seus desejos em pirâmides

na calda de chocolate do meu dia

amarre minha mão

na linha que ferve

o fim da distância do coração

para a alma o atalho serve

escuto o sino mar adentro

mãos vazias em luvas embriagadas

anel da língua e boca no centro

no quintal lábios selados com mãos dadas

seus passos perdidos

acham minha pegada

pássaros de neve cravados

na sua saia molhada.

Arthur Nett

08/05/2011

Majestic saga

Majestic saga


His soul goes up your body falls
his lips to my mercy
hypnosis in my fingers his fear fades
joining the link chains as bouquet

Our house of cards marked
the queen lost her crown
in my arms feels his strength renewed
Our majestic saga is the armor that flies

you do not play with the ground
My feet feel the velvet
leaving our sorrows by going
sick of the dungeon mirror

Oceans when my lips
flow into the banks of its rivers
sliding down his crown as the wise
storms reigning and sailing without shivering.

Arthur Nett
28/03/2011