I want you, make love

with you, enjoy endlessly --


with you inside me.


Ik wil jou, met jouIch will dich, mit dir
vrijen, eindeloos met jou --schlafen und endlos mit dir --

in mij genieten.in mir genießen.

Poem H6338
Amsterdam, 2026-06-25
Love to love you baby (Donna Summer / Giorgio Moroder) - 1975
Song, album "Love to love you baby"
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1960-1979
Tribute to: Summer, Donna 
Composer: Moroder, Giorgio 
 

The first wedding nights:

his hand, the animal scent --


so overwhelming.


De eerste nachten:Die ersten Nächte:
zijn hand, de dierlijke geur --sein animalischer Duft --

overweldigend.überwältigend.

Poem H6323
Amsterdam, 2026-06-19
Possession, A Romance (A.S. Byatt) - 1990
Novel, chapter 25
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1990-1999
Tribute to: Byatt, A.S. 
 

I love seeing you,

now, take off your clothes slowly --


And keep your hat on.


Ik zie jou graag, kom,Ich sehe dich gern,
kleed je lekker langzaam uit --zieh dich langsam aus. Behalt --

Houd je muts maar op.deine Mütze auf.

Poem H6138
Amsterdam, 2026-03-07
You Can Leave Your Hat On (Randy Newman) - 1972
Song, album "Sail Away"
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1960-1979
Tribute to: Newman, Randy 
 

Zywa Lie with me

Will you lie with me?
The day was long
the work was dirty, but
I have clean hands
and they are for you
tonight

Can I lie with you
in the big bed?
I will let you feel
who you are, how beautiful
on the outside and deep
inside

Lie with me
we're having a good time
and it never runs out
We have all the happiness
we can wish for
next to us in bed

Poem 5934
Amsterdam, 2026-02-27
Lay Lady Lay (Bob Dylan) - 1969
Song, album "Nashville Skyline"
Collection: Great Flow
Tribute to: Dylan, Bob 
 

Zywa The sea, the sea

Paint my back with your beard
hair and your soft hard brush
Open me up

Hold my hips and
the hills of my body
massage my lips with your cap

Seal my other lips
in the soft breath of our
noses to our hearts

Caress quickly where it pleases
and come inside me, keep going
until we drift out into the sea

the sea of each other
one sea, without skin
merged into each other

Poem 5925
Amsterdam, 2026-02-25
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
 

We make out, it's quite

hard work, rotating our tongues --


around and around.


We zoenen, zwoegendWir knutschen, mühen
draaien we onze tongen --unsere Zungen ab, sie --

rond en rond en rond.kreisen und kreisen.

Poem H6113
Amsterdam, 2026-02-22
My struggle 3. Boyhood Island (Karl Ove Knausgård) - 2009
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Tredje bok", part 4 - June 1982 (summer vacation), Tromøya
Collection: Leaving
Tribute to: Knausgård, Karl Ove 
 

She presses her leg

against me, loosely places --


her hand on my back.


Ze drukt haar been lichtSie drückt ihr Bein leicht
tegen mijn arm, legt even --gegen mich, die Hand locker --

haar hand op mijn rug.auf meinen Rücken.

Poem H6053
Amsterdam, 2026-01-18
Within the skin (Han Voskuil) - 2009
Autobiographical novel "Binnen de huid" (written 1964-1967), chapter 22 - December 25th, 1954, Deventer
Collection: Elude
Tribute to: Voskuil, Han 
 

With the baby in

her arms, she strokes some shaving --


soap from my left cheek.


Met de baby opMit ihrem Baby
haar arm strijkt ze strelend wat --im Arm wischt sie mir etwas --

scheerzeep van mijn wang.Seife vom Gesicht.

Poem H6055
Amsterdam, 2026-01-18
Within the skin (Han Voskuil) - 2009
Autobiographical novel "Binnen de huid" (written 1964-1967), chapter 22 - December 26th, 1954, Deventer
Collection: Elude
Tribute to: Voskuil, Han 
 

Her kisses are wet,

because that's how she learned it --


from the Pekingese.


Haar kussen zijn nat,Ihre Küsse sind
want zo heeft ze het geleerd --feucht, so hat sie's gelernt von --

van de pekingees.dem Pekingesen.

Poem H6020
Amsterdam, 2025-12-02
To be blind in paradise, or is this the jungle (Delphine Lecompte) - 2017
Poem "Blind te zijn in het paradijs, of is dit de jungle", collection "Western", part 1: child
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Lecompte, Delphine 
 

Lovers in the bus,

I don't want to look, but I --


see it anyway.


Gevrij in de bus,Geliebten im Bus,
daar wil ik niet naar kijken --ich schaue nicht hin, aber --

maar ik zie het toch.sehe es trotzdem.

Poem S2965
Amsterdam, 2025-09-16
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 18th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

I'm giving myself

intimately to you, that's --


casual to you?


Ik geef me intiemIch gebe mich dir
aan jou, en dat is dan toch --innig hin, ist das für dich --

vrijblijvend voor jou?einfach nur locker?

Poem S2888
Amsterdam, 2025-08-16
Casual (Chappell Roan) - 2022
Song, album "The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess"
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2020-2029
Tribute to: Roan, Chappell 
 

You devour men and

you feast on my lips, but you --


do not give yourself.


Jij verslindt mannenDu verschlingst Männer
en je snoept van mijn lippen --und leckst meine Lippen, doch --

maar je geeft je niet.du gibst dich nicht hin.

Poem S2889
Amsterdam, 2025-08-16
Casual (Chappell Roan) - 2022
Song, album "The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess" - Siren
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2020-2029
Tribute to: Roan, Chappell 
 

I can't discuss my,

disgust, he knows, and wishes --


to overcome it.


Ik kan mijn afkeerIch kann den Ekel
niet bespreken, hij wenst die --nicht diskutieren, er will --

te overwinnen.ihn überwinden.

Poem H5716
Amsterdam, 2025-07-20
Diary 1954-1957 (Frida Vogels) - 2005
December 30th-31st, 1957, Pieve di Tremosine
Collection: ThereFrom
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

She's sucking on my

flower, which she has shown me --


in a hand mirror.


Zij zuigt aan mijn bloem,Sie saugt an meiner
die ze mij heeft laten zien --Blume, die sie mir gezeigt --

in een handspiegel.hat im Handspiegel.

Poem H5631
Amsterdam, 2025-06-24
To squat over a hand mirror (Ellen Deckwitz) - 2012
Poem "Om na twintig jaar bloot", collection "Hoi feest" ("Hi party")
Collection: Death on Cast
Tribute to: Deckwitz, Ellen 
 

With a fresh breath from

the ground roots of sea holly --


I can go kissing!


Een frisse ademFrischer Atem von
van gemalen zeedistel:gemahlener Stranddistel:

ik kan gaan kussen!jetzt kann ich küssen!

Poem H5541
Amsterdam, 2025-05-31
The roots of blue sea holly (eryngium maritimum) have traditionally been used to make candied sweets, which in England were called 'Kissing comfits'
Collection: More
 

An attentive kiss

makes you feel all energy --


deep within yourself.


Gekust worden isGeküsst zu werden
een en al energie diep --ist, volle Energie tief --

in jezelf voelen.in sich zu spüren.

Poem H5428
Amsterdam, 2025-05-02
With a photo of Paul with his eyes closed and the mark of lips at his mouth (December 4th, 2004, Amsterdam)

Paul

Collection: Without reserve
Dedicated to: Lotte W, Madelief dK, Paul J 
 

Last night we made love,

this morning we are strangers --


sad you are leaving.


Vannacht minnaars, nuWir liebten uns, jetzt,
zijn we vreemden, verdrietig --sind wir Fremde, und traurig --

ga jij bij me weg.gehst du von mir weg.

Poem S2582
Amsterdam, 2025-03-01
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye (Leonard Cohen) - 1967
Song "Hey, that's no way to say goodbye" (album "Songs of Leonard Cohen"), sung in 1969 by Roberta Flack (Album "First Take")
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1960-1979
Tribute to: Cohen, Leonard; Flack, Roberta 
 

He rolls over and

puts a strong arm around me --


Who is in his dreams?


Hij rolt naar mij toeEr rollt sich zu mir
en slaat een arm om mij heen --rüber, legt seinen Arm um --

Maar van wie droomt hij?mich. Von wem träumt er?

Poem S2551
Amsterdam, 2025-02-05
She came to stay (Simone de Beauvoir) - 1943
Novel (roman à clef) "L'invitée" (1943, "She came to stay" / "The Invitee", 1949), part 2, chapter 8
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1940-1959
Tribute to: De Beauvoir, Simone 
 

I want to endure

the draught of your breath, to feel --


that you are with me.


Ik wil jouw ademDeinen Atem will
verdragen, om te voelen --ich ertragen, und fühlen --

dat jij bij mij bent.dass du bei mir bist..

Poem H5212
Amsterdam, 2025-02-02
Collection: Without reserve
Dedicated to: Dory dK 
 

I behold you and

bite your neck very gently --


I kiss your navel.


Ik aanschouw jou, bijtIch betrachte dich,
heel zachtjes in je nekvel --beiße dir sanft in den Hals --

en kus je navel.küsse den Nabel.

Poem H5017
Amsterdam, 2024-10-27
I kiss your hands a thousand times - Faxing to Ger #6 (Nicolien Mizee) - 2024
Diary novel "Ik kus uw handen duizendmaal - Faxen aan Ger #6", August 30th, 2000, December 29th and December 31st, 2000 - Closing texts of the faxes
Collection: In the shadow
Tribute to: Mizee, Nicolien 
 

Without clothes your face

has changed, it's so exposed now --


that you are exposed.


Zonder kleren lijktOhne Kleidung scheint
jouw gezicht anders, zo bloot --dein Gesicht anders, so nackt --

boven zoveel bloot.über der Nacktheit.

Poem H4872
Amsterdam, 2024-08-24
The Black Prince (Iris Murdoch) - 1973
Comical novel, A Celebration of Love, part One
Collection: Dreams of love
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris 
 

Kiss as often as

you desire and kiss more, still --


you'll kiss too little.


Kus zo vaak je wiltKüsse so oft du
en kus nog vaker, altijd --willst, küsse noch mehr, immer --

kus je te weinig.küsst du zu wenig.

Poem H4855
Amsterdam, 2024-08-16
The Sandcastle (Iris Murdoch) - 1957
Novel, chapter Three
Collection: Dreams of love
Tribute to: Murdoch, Iris 
 

Inside me, he comes,

and I turn my head to look --


out of the window.


Hij spant zich en komtEr kommt in mir, ich
in mij, ik draai mijn hoofd weg --drehe meinen Kopf weg und --

en kijk uit het raam.schau aus dem Fenster.

Poem S2286
Amsterdam, 2024-07-26
Frankissstein: a love story (Jeanette Winterson) - 2019
Novel, Lake Geneva, 1816
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Winterson, Jeanette 
 

My very first time,

a little blood came from small --


tears in the sheath ring.


Mijn eerste keer kwamMein erstes Mal, Blut
er wat bloed uit de scheurtjes --aus den kleinen Rissen in --

in de schedekrans.meinem Scheidenkranz.

Poem H4766
Amsterdam, 2024-07-13
To order (Gerda Blees) - 2024
Short story "Tot de orde" (in the VPRO broadcasting-guide no. 28-29, 2024)
Sheath ring (or: vagina ring) is a better word than hymen (just as in Sweden the word 'slidkrans' was invented to replace 'mödomshinnan')

Collection: Skin-contact
Tribute to: Blees, Gerda 
 

In the beautiful

merging of lovers, love turns --


out to be self-love.


In de versmeltingIn der Verschmelzung
van minnaars blijkt de liefde --erweist sich deine Liebe --

zelfliefde te zijn.als Eigenliebe.

Poem H4706
Amsterdam, 2024-06-15
Victory City (Salman Rushdie) - 2023
Novel "Victory City" [Vijayanagar >> Bisnaga, based on Fatehpur Sikri ('Victory City', near Agra), the capital of Emperor Abdul-Fath Jalaluddin 'Akbar' (= 'the Great' >> 'Akbar the Great')], part 3 Glory, chapter 15
Collection: Wind
Tribute to: Rushdie, Salman 
 

Sex is a species

behaviour, only love can --


make it personal.


Seks is soortgedrag,Sex ist Spezies-
pas met liefde eromheen --Verhalten, nur mit Liebe --

wordt het persoonlijk.wird es persönlich.

Poem H4481
Amsterdam, 2024-01-30
Outside, it's Monday (J. Bernlef) - 2003
Novel "Buiten is het maandag", § 8-2
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Tribute to: Bernlef, J. 
 

Come on, wave your love,

overflow me with your tide --


Don't ebb off from me.


Kom, golf jouw liefde,Komm, welle deine
overspoel me met jouw vloed --Liebe, überflute mich --

Eb niet van me weg.und ebbe nicht weg.

Poem H4458
Amsterdam, 2024-01-24
I love you... me neither (Serge Gainsbourg, Jane Birkin) - 1969
Song "Je t'aime... moi non plus", sung with Jane Birkin; sung in 1967 with Brigitte Bardot (released in 1986)
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1960-1979
Tribute to: Gainsbourg, Serge 
 

Let us caress, not

kiss in anticipation --


of what is coming.


Strelen is beterLasst uns doch streicheln,
dan kussend wachten op wat --nicht küssen in Erwartung --

ik weet dat er komt.dessen, was dann kommt.

Poem H4366
Amsterdam, 2023-12-15
Big Eight (Vrouwkje Tuinman) - 2005
Novel "Grote acht" (route of two circles in dressage), chapter Twenty-three (years old)
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Tribute to: Tuinman, Vrouwkje 
 

He kisses me, it's

predictable what he wants --


That doesn't excite me.


Hij kust me, het isEr küsst mich, es ist
zo voorspelbaar wat hij wil --vorhersehbar was er will --

het windt me niet op.und das reizt mich nicht.

Poem S2050
Amsterdam, 2023-12-15
Big Eight (Vrouwkje Tuinman) - 2005
Novel "Grote acht" (route of two circles in dressage), chapter Twenty-three (years old)
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Tribute to: Tuinman, Vrouwkje 
 

I felt it deeply,

forever I will know what --


it is to make love.


Ik heb het gevoeld,Ich hab's tief gespürt,
voor altijd zal ik weten --was Liebe ist, werde ich --

wat beminnen is.für immer wissen.

Poem H4336
Amsterdam, 2023-12-04
He touched me, so I live to know (Emily Dickinson) - 1862
Poem (Franklin #349, Johnson #506)
Collection: Tardiness in Acceleration
Tribute to: Dickinson, Emily 
 

Is intimacy:

your breath, close, so loud? Is this --


love, actually?


Is intimiteit:Ist Intimität:
jouw adem, dichtbij, zo luid?dein Atem, nah, laut? Ist das --

Is dit wel vrijen?tatsächlich Liebe?

Poem H4198
Amsterdam, 2023-10-09
Collection: Froend
 

Zywa Heaven, Heaven

Our love fills the room
The basso continuo of your voice
conforms and mixes
with the song of the string
that you strike within me
resounding into heaven
heaven, heaven

I bend my branches
with you, I ripple thoughts
of you all over you
I drink the rest from your cup
pressing my lips where yours
still kiss me, in heaven
heaven, heaven

Outside the storm dances
something free, it runs away
around the corner, into the night
which we make wait
while we stay here
in the light of heaven
heaven, heaven

Poem 5305
Amsterdam, 2023-09-24
Heaven (Mitski) - 2023
Song (album "The Land is Inhospitable and So Are We")
Collection: Reaching out
Tribute to: Mitski (Miyawaki, Mitski) 
 

And then you let me

in, then I could be with you --


there, in the bathroom.


En toen liet je mijEndlich lässt du mich
toe, toen mocht ik bij jou zijn --zu und kann ich bei dir sein --

in de badkamer.im Badezimmer.

Poem H4041
Amsterdam, 2023-08-15
Collection: It takes a lot of tries to make a début
 

Listen, what are those

strange noises from the neighbours?


Is it lechery?


Vreemde geluidenEs gibt seltsame
klinken er bij de buren --Geräusche von den Nachbarn --

Plegen ze ontucht?Treiben sie Unzucht?

Poem S1829
Amsterdam, 2023-07-25
Oranges are not the only fruit (Jeanette Winterson) - 1985
Novel, part "Leviticus"
Collection: No wonder
Tribute to: Winterson, Jeanette 
 

Sex since the helminths,

derailed into a big deal --


for human beings.


Seks sinds de wormenSex seit den Würmern
is ontspoord tot een gedoe --wurde zur großen Sache --

tussen de mensen.zwischen den Menschen.

Poem H3914
Amsterdam, 2023-07-02
The wrinkles of Esther Ornstein - The history of a neglect (Simon Vestdijk) - 1959
Novel "De rimpels van Esther Ornstein - De geschiedenis van een verzuim", chapter 3-1 (AD 1922)
Sexual reproduction started in prokayotes. Helminths are the oldest sexual animals. Helminths is a name for all (macro)parasitic worms: ringed worms, flatworms, roundworms and thorny-headed worms. Most are hermaphroditic, roundworms have their sexes differentiated.

Collection: Inmost [1]
Tribute to: Vestdijk, Simon 
 

Loving couples kiss

whispering in the chambers --


of the swaying grass.


De paartjes kussenDie Paare küssen
fluisterend in de kamers --sich flüsternd in den Räumen --

van het hoge gras.des hohen Grases.

Poem H3846
Amsterdam, 2023-06-11
Collection: It takes a lot of tries to make a début
 

Zywa Sweet languor

Timeless afternoon
Postponing chores
Putting paperwork away
Going to bed with you

My heart is in my belly
exactly where I explode
with you - firework sparks
and sweet languor in every cell

My body completely
touched by the magic
spell of hormonal love
still shiny

with attention and sweat
every spot awakened and treated
dozily omnipresent
in your closeness

Poem 4720
Amsterdam, 2022-10-10
Collection: Without reserve
 

Zywa Sensitive love

There is a lot I can no longer
do spontaneously
I touch myself with caution
and rather let you look

than act, but sometimes
the tingling of your
caress arouses unfulfillable needs
deeper and deeper in me

They are sleeping
in my cells, still
desiring to jump you
but your hands ward me off

as a precaution, so sensitive
are our skin and our bones
so painful it can be
to wish to be young

Poem 4705
Amsterdam, 2022-10-09
Collection: More
 

Zywa This is real [2]

He sniffs, grazing
he comes closer
Only the birds watch

Warm breath explores
the skin of my desire
I smell what it does to him

Carefully he licks me
I let go of the world
My body trembles

in my consciousness, nameless
in his eyes, this is real
Not romance

Poem 4709
Amsterdam, 2022-10-09
Collection: Without reserve
 

Zywa To be my home

In the kitchen, you put
some water on, set out cups
the kettle sings, the tea smells
and I look around, stroking
the velvet of the couch

thinking of the smooth sheet
on your bed, of the softness
of your mattress and my body
stretched out on it
naked as my hand

If only it doesn't happen
that you fall in love with me
and we let yourself go
in feelings that
will end our friendship

We've known each other for a long time
You know who I am
when you come into me
to be, to be
my home

Poem 4711
Amsterdam, 2022-10-09
Collection: Froend
 

Making love, they teach

the men, giving pleasure, to --


women after them.


Ze geven vrijlesLiebhabern lehren
aan hun minnaars, dus genot --sie Sex, so geben sie Lust --

aan vrouwen na hen.weiter an Frauen.

Poem H3472
Amsterdam, 2022-09-26
A year like (no) other (Kristien Hemmerechts) - 2003
Diary "Een jaar als (g)een ander" - December 19th, 2001
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Tribute to: Hemmerechts, Kristien 
 

With their girl, tough men

melt, she is already soft --


she gets tough later.


Een harde man smeltEin harter Mann schmilzt
bij zijn lief, zij is al zacht --mit sein Lieb, sie ist schon weich --

en wordt daarna hard.und wird später hart.

Poem H3433
Amsterdam, 2022-09-03
A pleasant postumity: letters 1965-1997 (Herman de Coninck) - 1987
Letter 141, from Herman de Coninck to Carl van H, February 20th, 1987 (in "Een aangename postumiteit: brieven 1965-1997"); published in 2004
Collection: Shortages
Tribute to: De Coninck, Herman 
 

Alas, making love

is the worst, so self-conscious --


we are, both of us.


Het allerergsteDas Schlimmste ist wohl,
is vrijen, zo zelfbewust --Sex zu haben, selbstbewusst --

als wij beiden zijn.wie wir beide sind.

Poem S1496
Scheveningen, 2022-09-02
A pleasant postumity: letters 1965-1997 (Herman de Coninck) - 1966
Letter 3, from Herman de Coninck to Theo Peeters, spring 1966 (in "Een aangename postumiteit: brieven 1965-1997"); published in 2004
Collection: Shortages
Tribute to: De Coninck, Herman 
 

Zywa Stroke the soul of my skin

I don't look away
from the mirror, my
body that does not look
like the soul of my skin
knows it was
and can still point out
with fingers of desire
and memory eyes

I seduce yours
to touch me
eagerly hesitant
without knowing what
you are doing, going to do
have done, where
you stop, tingling
and devouring

streaming over
me, in me and
worldwide, sea
in sea, soul in soul
heart to heart
sigh in sigh
blood in blood
peace in peace

Poem 4543
Amsterdam, 2022-06-20
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
 

The tension between

I am me and you are you --


is released in bed.


De spanning tussenDie Spannung zwischen
ik ben ik en jij bent jij --ich bin ich und du bist du --

ontlaadt zich in bed.erlöst sich in Bett.

Poem H3281
Amsterdam, 2022-04-23
Collection: The Yellow House Museum
 

Zywa Williewo

Then you want to run away
let me feel for hours
that I'm very, well
as if you are right

You tear yourself loose, always stronger
always lingering at the door
sometimes I get ahead of you
throw me on your williewo

ride Rodeo on your chest
cuddling and massaging
until you give in
and I can present myself

as a mirror
of who you also are
so that we can escape
our loneliness

Poem 4456
Amsterdam, 2022-04-11
Collection: Froend
 

Zywa Love is resistance

Two curtain veils, swinging
wide, stride and drag
their hems around

in smaller and smaller circles
until they rotate in face of each
other and get in the grip
of the floor, their feet

wringing their legs, their waist
into a pirouette
the intimate entanglement

of a coupling couple
and their plait of repeated steps
in good times and in bad
until death ends

the resistance and each comes
free again, stretching loosely
and spreading out

Poem 4396
Amsterdam, 2022-03-19
What is love? (Casper Vandeputte) - 2022
Theatre performance (choreography Justin de Jager), performed on March 18th, 2022 in De Meervaart in Amsterdam, by Theater Utrecht in cooperation with DOX
Collection: The Big Secret
Tribute to: Vandeputte, Casper 
 

Do not call it love

since she's a woman, not sex --


since he is a man.


Noem het geen liefdeNenn es nicht Liebe
omdat zij vrouw is, geen seks --weil sie eine Frau ist, Sex --

omdat hij man is.weil er ein Mann ist.

Poem S1342
Amsterdam, 2022-02-19
Collection: Imprints Masks
 

Zywa And then, once more

Halfway I chatter chatter
teasingly to make you small
and then

I lick you big again, I smear
the pleasure, mixed
with the evening light

the blades on the ceiling
the long curtains, the yellow
of the walls and the two thick

armchairs of green-brown earth
A warm sigh floats over
our sweat of satisfaction

and then, once more
in me, your name, my name
whispering rhythmically

confused, my hair jumbled up
scents in our blood, and then
you can, then I am

Poem 4034
Amsterdam, 2021-10-19
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
 

Zywa Explod

Your kisses drizzle under my skin
they buzz in all directions
My arms and legs are panting

Your breath, I feel it whispers
that I am enchanted forever
My desire sighs for more

Your hands splashpatter
they rustle me completely wetterwet
My sweat gushes in your mouth

Your muscles dance and drone
they sulphurize thunder in my nose
My ears sough and sizzle

Your pelvis rages in me
pommels of fireworks explode
hunted by my heart

Poem 3823
Amsterdam, 2021-05-24
Collection: Without reserve
 

Zywa Would you do the same?

I don't know you at home
Old-fashioned, a full case
with books that I also read
There must be some affinity

that I have not noticed
in your body, your breath
and glance, yet would I
like to embrace you

put you close to me
and kiss you, not French
but just
put you clos to me

let my hands
stroke your back
and pull up your shirt
in one movement

continue skin to skin
and automatically find the way
no matter where it goes?
Would you do the same?

Poem 3737
Amsterdam, 2021-04-24
Collection: It takes a lot of tries to make a début
 

Zywa Hang streamers

We'll naturally kiss
and caress when that scent
or that one song is there

Your love is sweet, our life is good

We hang streamers
where we know each other
and keep exploring

Your love endures, our life is sweet

We don't need French kisses
we just caress each other's backs
if possible under the shirts

Your kisses are sweet, our life is good

Our fingertips find
their way, skin to skin
They hang streamers

Poem 3725
Amsterdam, 2021-04-22
Collection: More
 

Dream softly and pink

of my dragon, swallow him --


bite and chew his neck!


Droom zacht en rozeTräume rosa weich
van mijn draak en verzwelg hem --von meinem Drachen, schluck ihn --

bijt hem in zijn nek!beiße seinen Hals!

Poem H2856
Amsterdam, 2020-12-17
Dirty Love (Frank Zappa, The Mothers of Invention) - 1973
Song on the album "Over-Nite Sensation"
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1960-1979
Tribute to: Zappa, Frank; The Mothers of Invention 
Composer: Zappa, Frank 
Dedicated to: Valentina Bruno 
 

My sweet dynamo

turns me on, wow, I love her --


humming overnight.


O, mijn dynamoMeine Dynamo
windt me op, ik houd van haar --reizt mich an, ich liebe ihr --

zoemen in de nacht.Summen in der Nacht.

Poem H2859
Amsterdam, 2020-12-17
Dinah-Moe Humm (Frank Zappa, The Mothers of Invention) - 1973
Song on the album "Over-Nite Sensation"
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1960-1979
Tribute to: Zappa, Frank; The Mothers of Invention 
Composer: Zappa, Frank 
Dedicated to: Valentina Bruno 
 

It hurt awhile, but

he went on quickly, and then --


it felt strangely nice.


Even deed het pijn,Es tat eben weh,
maar toen ging hij vlug vlug door --dann ging er schnell schnell weiter --

en werd het vreemd fijn.Das war seltsam schön.

Poem H2831
Amsterdam, 2020-11-15
My first girl was as lovely as a fairy (Jan Wolkers) - 2005
Poem "Mijn eerste meisje was zo lieflijk als een fee" (performance with Drummers Double Bill)
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2000-2009
Tribute to: Wolkers, Jan 
 

Oh, so passionate

is the spring wind! It's blowing --


my skirts wide open.


Zo hartstochtelijkWie leidenschaftlich
is de lentewind! Hij waait --ist der Frühlingswind! Er bläst --

mijn rokken open.meine Röcke auf.

Poem H2798
Amsterdam, 2020-10-09
How lovely are the spring blossoms (Anonymous, China) - 450
From the collection "Songs of Midnight of the Four Seasons"
Collection: Em Brace
Tribute to: Anon. [China] 
 

Zywa Knowing what is going to happen

I know what's going to happen
and that's great, I don't have to
pay attention, not to
worry about anything

not about my belly, my breasts
not about what I do
and what he wants me to do
It is all known

the kisses, the repetition
of caressing hands
the teasing delay
We can surrender

I like to see his face
when he doesn't know who he is
and neither I do
have thoughts about myself

when we are just driven
and see it, in each other's eyes
without secrets, only this way
is a person without secrets
– shameless

Poem 3163
Amsterdam, 2020-09-12
Collection: Without reserve
 

Zywa 1.5m earth

We are close together
without touching each other
we do that underground

in the airy worm bed
far from the chattering magpies
on our arms, the arrows

of the squeaky parakeets
with the news of the day
and the screaming gulls

We do it in the dark
licking each other's juices
and we intertwine

Ants, we don't tolerate
nowhere on our skin
they have to go elsewhere

where the parties are
fungi and lice galore
not here

Poem 3020
Amsterdam, 2020-06-28
Covid-19 pandemic, Social distancing
Collection: Changing Times
 

Your smell: predicting

that I will be smooth, sliding --


into your desire.


Jouw geur voorspelt meDein Geruch sagt mir,
dat ik glad zal zijn, glijden --ich werde glatt sein, gleiten --

in jouw verlangen.in dein Verlangen.

Poem H2745
Amsterdam, 2020-06-21
Collection: Without reserve
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

As warm spring water

your hand flows over my skin --


I become liquid.


Als een warme bronWie warmes Wasser
stroomt jouw hand over mijn huid --fließt deine Hand über mich --

tot ik vloeibaar word.Ich werde flüssig.

Poem H2746
Amsterdam, 2020-06-21
Collection: Without reserve
 

You roll off sweaty,

an eternal slumber grows --


crystals on our skin.


Bezweet rol jij weg,Verschwitzt rollst du weg,
een eeuwige sluimer groeit --ein ewiger Schlummer wächst --

kristallen op ons.Kristalle auf uns.

Poem H2748
Amsterdam, 2020-06-21
Collection: Without reserve
 

See us sitting here

on each other's lap, happy --


to make this picture.


Kijk, hier zitten weSchau, hier sitzen wir
op elkaars schoot, gelukkig --uns auf dem Schoß, ja, glücklich --

gefotografeerd.gibt es das Foto.

Poem S1026
Amsterdam, 2020-06-14
Collection: Take a picture, now
 

Ancient chemistry:

his pipette squirts elixir --


into her retort.


Oeroude chemie:Urchemie: seine
zijn pipet spuit elixer --Pipette spritzt Elixier --

diep in haar retort.in ihren Kolben.

Poem H2719
Amsterdam, 2020-06-12
Collection: Metamorphic body
 

He stops my bleeding,

the bloody gorgeous killer --


of my maidenhead.


Hij stelpt mijn bloeding,Er stoppt die Blutung,
de bloedmooie moordenaar --der wunderschönen Mörder --

van mijn maagdenvlies.meiner Korona.

Poem H2710
Amsterdam, 2020-05-31
Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure - 1748
Novel
Collection: Love Mind and Death
Tribute to: Cleland, John 
 

Sometimes, in the dark,

love is all of a sudden --


far beside itself.


Soms, in het donker,Manchmal, im Dunkeln,
is ineens het houden van --ist auf einmal die Liebe --

niet meer te houden.völlig außer sich.

Poem H2660
Oirschot, 2020-01-12
(Because) loving (Judith Herzberg) - 1984
Poem "(Want) houden van" (collection "Dagrest")
Collection: Love Mind and Death
Tribute to: Herzberg, Judith 
 

My kisses ask you

please love me, I do love you --


because I kiss you.


Mijn kus vraagt aan jouMein Kuss bittet dich
houd van mij, ik houd van jou --liebe mich, ich liebe dich --

omdat ik je kus.weil ich dich küsse.

Poem H2653
Amsterdam, 2019-12-29
Love is a duty of formality (Henk Bressers) - 2019
Submitted letter "Liefde is vormenplicht", included in the article "Hoe voorkomt u dat uw huwelijk in de scheidingsstatistieken belandt?" ("How do you prevent your marriage from ending up in the divorce statistics?"), published in the NRC of December 24th, 2019
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Bressers, Henk 
 

Zywa King-size bed

You you you want me, want to be
close to me in the King-size bed
you search inspiration
and seem to be only half working

You you you want me, want to be
close to me and you don't see
crooked eyes, only me
you want me while you work

You you you want me, want to be
close to me in the King-size bed
and I want you you you
with me, in the King-size bed

I want you you you close to me
Your work makes no progress
and I am bored
in the King-size bed

Poem 2468
Amsterdam, 2019-10-23
I want you (She's so heavy) (John Lennon, The Beatles) - 1969
Song (album "Abbey Road")
Celtic symbolism: Gort (the Ivy), that attaches itself strongly and can strangle a tree; the Ivy should be guided by Guinevere (the faery bride) and the Butterfly (the symbol of the belief in fairies)
On vacation in Scotland, John and Yoko ended up in their car in a ditch and had to be nursed for a while in the hospital. Back in London, John had a King-size bed installed in the recording studio so that Yoko could still be present at the sessions. A microphone hung above her to comment.

Collection: Lilith's Powers
Tribute to: Lennon, John; The Beatles 
 

Zywa The weighty mystery

He comes in me, I am open
and soft, there's a storm rising
Helplessly I bob in the flood
over the still empty earth

I'm afraid of being hurt
and going to bleed inside
I even might pass away
yet I feel peace

Deep within me, deeper and deeper
the waves rise and roll
They ravish me, massage me
and unfold my inner body

They reveal more and more
skin inside me, they lift me
with sweet convulsions
until I flood

and no longer have an exterior
absorbed in the beautiful power
of his warm, living buttocks
and then the weighty mystery

of his balls and the birdie
growing in my hand, coming in me
I melt into a quivering plasma
in the colours of the rainbow

Poem 2457
Amsterdam, 2019-10-20
Lady Chatterley's lover (David Lawrence) - 1928
Novel (chapter 12)
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
Tribute to: Lawrence, David 
 

Zywa Birdie

He comes in without a word
undresses and points at me
from his golden locks of hair

with the power of his lordship
the natural armament of men
overbearing and selfish

but an overwhelming pleasure
when it enters me, rhythmically
taking me into ecstasies

making me drift
beyond any awareness
of bodily limits

Afterward, again
the wonder of the birdie
growing

with the slightest touch
of my lips, my tongue
and his desire

Poem 2458
Amsterdam, 2019-10-20
Lady Chatterley's lover (David Lawrence) - 1928
Novel (chapter 14)
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
Tribute to: Lawrence, David 
 

I stroke his desire

on my lips harder, then I --


stroke it soft again.


Zijn verlangen kloptSein Verlangen auf
op mijn lippen, ik streel het --meinen Lippen streichle ich --

harder, en weer zacht.hart, und wieder weich.

Poem H2497
Vlissingen, 2019-06-07
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
 

I drink the passion

of his body, of his love --


always thirsty love.


Ik drink de hartstochtIch trinke die Lust
van zijn lichaam, zijn liefde --seines Körpers, der Liebe --

die altijd dorst heeft.durstigen Liebe.

Poem H2496
Vlissingen, 2019-06-06
Collection: The Big Secret
 

My stray sock returned

to its mate in the drawer --


Spooning together.


Mijn verloren sokDie Streunersocke,
is terug bij zijn maatje --zurück bei seinem Kumpel:

Lepel-lepeltje.Löffel-Löffelchen.

Poem H2368
Amsterdam, 2019-01-22
Socks (Thomas Langas) - 2019
Poem, published on AllPoetry.com (January 21st, 2019)
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Langas, Thomas 
 

Look, my hands are much

older than I am, until --


they're caressing you.


Kijk eens, mijn handenSchau, meine Hände
zijn veel ouder dan ik ben --sind viel älter als ich bin --

Tot ze jou strelen.Bis sie dich streicheln.

Poem H2360
Amsterdam, 2019-01-14
Those hands (Leo Vroman) - 2013
Poem "Die handen" (collection "Die vleugels")
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Vroman, Leo 
 

A taxi with rain

on the windows: we make love --


whatever, out there...


Taxi met regenTaxi mit Regen
op de ruiten: we vrijen --auf den Scheiben: wir knutschen --

en ach, daarbuiten...na ja, da draußen...

Poem H2356
Amsterdam, 2019-01-13
In taxi no. 38476 (Hugo Claus) - 1961
Poem "In taxi nr. 38476" (collection "Een geverfde ruiter")
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1960-1979
Tribute to: Claus, Hugo 
 

Zywa In a wonderful way

There she lies, desouled
in the arms of a man
drifted away in the delight

he passed on to me
my skin intimately
tense everywhere, focused

all my nerves, automatical
the response of the animal
of my muscles

to the animal of his lust
which devoured me, sex
is dying in a wonderful way

if I dare, not fly away
spiritually, for fear of the tiger
that is about to devour me alive

I see myself lying
in the arms of my man
Up here, I'm safe

I'm still alive

Poem 1895
Amsterdam, 2018-11-19
Tiger (Carole Sheehan) - 2018
Poem
Collection: The Big Secret
Tribute to: Sheehan, Carole 
 

Zywa Sweet balm

Times have changed, people have not
so I read, shelf after shelf in many languages
in books preserved for centuries
so self-evidently describing
the world as it once was

In the evening I experience their adventures
at night I dream of them, every day
they colour my body in a different way

my body longing
to be touched
and to lie eye to eye
longing for the embrace
of arms and a laugh

for sounds and smells
for the cold and the fire
of love

Poem 1886
Amsterdam, 2018-10-27
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
 

Zywa Intimate suite

He starts
cautiously
with small steps

warms me up, back and forth
prolongs his leg, goes
from minuet to pavane

strides old-fashioned deeper
adds quick pushes
then unchains himself

from allemande to courante
and leads me into the sixth heaven
slowly flying there sarabande

around with me, in expectation
enjoying
each other and longing

for the delayed presto
touch on the sensitive strings
ending on the highest note

Poem 1882
Amsterdam, 2018-10-26
Collection: It takes a lot of tries to make a début
 

Holding and touching

each other, gently doing --


what is in our mind.


Elkaar aanraken,Sich gegenseitig
vasthouden, voorzichtig doen --berühren, vorsichtig das --

wat we bedoelen.tun, was wir wollen.

Poem H2304
Amsterdam, 2018-10-09
How everything had to begin (Thomas Verbogt) - 2017
Novel "Hoe alles moest beginnen"
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Verbogt, Thomas 
 

Zywa Night after a long evening

The stars live
seen from my bed
very deep
inside the window frame

Nice and cool you lie next to me
sleeping satisfied
my skin burns
where I miss you

in this longhouse, where we
only dared to make love
restrainedly, not used
to hear it from others

The rain rustles
that warm pleasure
of the children and for us
if there had been no neighbours

who would be ashamed
so we did it quietly
like the lash mites
when they mate

Poem 1781
Amsterdam, 2018-06-02
Collection: More
 

Sex me all night long,

sex me again tomorrow --


sex me free from me.


Vrij me heel de nachtSex mich die ganze
en vrij morgen weer met mij --Nacht, sexe mich auch morgen --

vrij me vrij van mij.sex mich frei von mir.

Poem H2034
Amsterdam, 2018-03-08
A person of many bunches of keys - 6 (Dimitri Verhulst)
Sex me (Wende Snijders) - 2017

Poem "Een mens van vele sleutelbossen" - 6 (collection "Stoppen met roken in 87 gedichten"), sung by Wende Snijders with the title "Vrij me" ("Sex me", album "Mens", 2018)
Collection: More
Tribute to: Verhulst, Dimitri; Snijders, Wende 
 

Zywa Lying in you

Lie in you
let me lie in you
lie in your body
as long as we wish, as long
as we want to

Not loose, not apart
when I think of that
I fall
to pieces
in my own arms, afraid

to reach out my hand
in bed in the middle of the night
and wake up forever
without you, without your
eyes and mouth

Poem 1693
Amsterdam, 2018-02-26
Hold me / In my sleep I reach out my hand (Hildegard Knef) - 1970
Songs "Halt mich fest" (1967, lyrics and vocals Hildegard Knef, music Hans Hammerschmid) and "Im Schlaf strecke ich meine Hand aus" (1970, lyrics and vocals Hildegard Knef, music Hermann Thieme)
Collection: More
Tribute to: Knef, Hildegard 
 

You came down the stairs,

straight to me, my mouth, and on --


it you pressed your heart.


Je kwam de trap af,Du bist auf mich zu-
recht op mij toe, op mijn mond --gegangen, auf meinen Mund --

drukte je jouw hart.hast du dich gedrückt.

Poem H1983
Amsterdam, 2018-01-21
Collection: It takes a lot of tries to make a début
 

If only it was

enough to quietly lie --


together in bed.


Was het maar genoegWenn es nur genug
om fijn in bed te liggen --wäre, um still zusammen --

stil tegen elkaar.im Bett zu liegen.

Poem S0651
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1972-1973 (Frida Vogels) - 2012
"Dagboek 1972-1973" - May 1st and June 26th, 1973, Bologna
Collection: Overwritten
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Don't put on the light,

don't make me see what I know --


otherwise I can't.


Het licht mag niet aan,Kein Licht an, ich will
wat ik weet wil ik niet zien --nicht sehen, was ich weiß, sonst --

anders lukt het niet.wird es nicht gehen.

Poem S0655
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" (2010) and "Dagboek 1974-1976" (2013) - May 3rd, 1968, and July 28th, 1975, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

In embrace we still

are alone, only lonely --


I can be with him.


Omhelzend zijn weWir umarmen uns
toch alleen, alleen eenzaam --und sind allein, nur einsam --

kan ik bij hem zijn.kann ich bei ihm sein.

Poem S0656
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - June 26th, 1969, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

After making love

I am just floating about --


like a withered leaf.


Na de seks drijf ikNach dem Sex schwimme
een tijdje zomaar wat rond --ich eine Weile herum --

als een verdord blad.wie ein dürres Blatt.

Poem S0657
Amsterdam, 2018-01-08
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - April 16th, 1970, Bologna
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

We hug each other.

It's a vain consolation --


We can't get closer.


Elkaar omhelzen.Wir umarmen uns.
Het is een vergeefse troost --Ach, ein vergeblicher Trost --

Dichterbij kan niet.Noch näher geht nicht.

Poem S0648
Amsterdam, 2018-01-07
Diary 1968-1969 (Frida Vogels) - 2010
"Dagboek 1968-1969" - October 16th and November 5th, 1968, Bologna
Collection: Between us
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

His caress gently

lays me in a mellow bowl --


of purring pleasure.


Zijn strelen legt meSein Streicheln legt mich
zachtjes in een warme kom --in eine warme Schüssel --

van spinnend genot.lustvollen Schnurrens.

Poem H1957
Amsterdam, 2018-01-03
Diary 1970-1971 (Frida Vogels) - 2011
"Dagboek 1970-1971" - May 7th, 1970, Bologna ('faire minette')
Collection: Lookout
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Wishing the joy one

more time, even if it's no --


longer possible.


Nóg een keer wensenMir die Freude noch
wat fijn is, nóg een keer, ook --einmal wünschen, auch wenn es --

als het niet meer kan.nicht mehr möglich ist.

Poem H1958
Amsterdam, 2018-01-03
Collection: Imprints Masks
 

Only with her he

learned that it is possible:


sexual pleasure.


Met haar weet hij pasErst mit ihr wird ihm
dat het echt mogelijk is:klar, es ist wirklich möglich:

seksueel genot.sexuelle Lust.

Poem S0621
Amsterdam, 2017-12-28
Diary 1977-1978 (Frida Vogels) - 2014
"Dagboek 1977-1978" - August 18th, 1977, Bologna
Collection: Helices
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Grass me, iris me,

cinquefoil and burdock me --


beech and firethorn me!


Gras me, iris me,Gras mich, veilchen mich,
vijfvingerkruid en beuk me --fingerkraut und kletten mich --

klit en vuurdoorn me!ja, feuerdorn mich!

Poem H1871
Amsterdam, 2017-11-26
Firethorn me (Annemarie Estor) - 2010
Poem "Vuurdoorn me" (collection "Vuurdoorn me") - Toon Hermans sang the song "Lente me" ("Spring me") in his 1993 solo performance and "Ik grap je" ("I joke you") in the 1997 solo performance
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 2010-2019
Tribute to: Estor, Annemarie; Hermans, Toon 
 

Longingly I know:

kissing and such isn't dirty --


if it's out of love.


Verlangend weet ik:Sehnsüchtig weiß ich:
kussen en zo is niet vies --Küsse sind nicht schmutzig, wenn --

als er liefde is.sie liebevoll sind.

Poem H1852
Amsterdam, 2017-11-04
The hard core - 2 (Frida Vogels) - 1993
Autobiographical account "De harde kern" (1946, Amsterdam)
Collection: ThereFrom
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa Again

The click of the key
the shoes in the cabinet
the slight rustle in the toilet

and intimately the gleam
under the bathroom door, his smell
entering at my feet

I already know how
he slides towards me
carefully warming his hands

under his armpits
to caress me
from sleep to wonderful

and to make me stretch out
in a sea of time
where the wind rises

and hands and mouths
rush unstoppably
till the sky clears

And then
again

Poem 1584
Amsterdam, 2017-10-29
Collection: More
 

Was it a nice day?

he asks. Yes. You're happy? Yes. --


So at night, in bed...


Was deze dag fijn?War dieser Tag schön?
vraagt hij. Ja. Ben je blij? Ja. --fragt er. Ja. Alles gut? Ja. --

Dus 's avonds in bed...Also nachts im Bett...

Poem S0542
Amsterdam, 2017-10-02
Diary 1960-1961 (Frida Vogels) - 2006
"Dagboek 1960-1961" - May 2nd, 1961, Bologna
Collection: Beyond the Cape
Tribute to: Vogels, Frida 
 

Zywa Dry on dry

I like to look at you
still want to
pull the towel away
wrap me up in you, wet on wet
It used to be possible more often
always, I think, it is almost all
we need

Now my thoughts caress
your body in the golden
mean between longing
and receiving, tame
we lie together
until it gets too hot
or uncomfortable

My hand strokes
good night
over your sweet curve

Poem 1522
Amsterdam, 2017-08-17
Collection: Without reserve
 

Zywa The play

Tonight we solemnly celebrate
The Beginning, the screaming

afterlife of the day, the mysterious
play of being desired
as for the first time

be seen
in new shoes, laugh with new eyes

at decency and the people
who tell what to fear and how
love should be

the gentle hand
that moulds my body, the swift one

that completes it in heaven, and the
mighty one that sows the earth in me
and always

be important
to you, holding your beauty

in my caressing hands
in nights from which I wake up in amazement
pregnant of happiness

the magic of attention
that coddles me and makes me laugh

as long as we live in the same world
and then lie silently together because
it cannot be explained

Poem 1493
Amsterdam, 2017-08-08
In Eleusis the "orgia" (holy acts) represented life in the hereafter
Collection: The Big Secret
 

Zywa All

Breakfast late
the table half-cleared
embrace in the kitchen

There's no need for more:
stomach to stomach, hands
around us

Slowly you take off your clothes
and mine, easily, we reach
for love that is already there

the glowing and the delay
the fulfillment that is already there
the big secret

Poem 1471
Amsterdam, 2017-08-02
Collection: The Big Secret
 

Zywa Müntschi

Thunder and rain
it's not a dawn yet

You blow little kisses in my ear
Wake up, I want to smell
in your blood

Touch me, turn around
kiss me, desire me
make me feel fine, let me shine
and fly and buzz
between velvet bumblebees

Let your little kissing mouths
float away from my skin
like velvet petals
to the sea of stars
let them fill the whole sky

Poem 1454
Amsterdam, 2017-07-29
Müntschi = little mouths, little kisses
Collection: More
 

Zywa Not just

You can't just kiss me
in public for no reason
Should I cover my lips?
Are they too exposed
too red for you?

You can't just roll up
my shirt, unhook my bra
no matter how enjoying
my back arches
under your nails

You can't just undress me
if you feel like it
as if I feel the same
and it is allowed at all times
because I love you

You cannot just take for granted
how it goes, love remains
as it has begun
attentive and gentle
It has everything to lose

Poem 1456
Amsterdam, 2017-07-29
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
 

Zywa Oceans and seas

On blue days you are blowing
to high skies and clouds
Snow white you kiss the peaks
where you nestle in bliss

In spring you plough
wrinkles, down, down
In smooth folds you flow
over the earth, and I want

to drink your water
to feel you steaming deep, deep
inside me, chasing
until I am no longer there

Come waves, come – pave ways
Come, flow, flow – through me
I collect all your love
in oceans and seas

Poem 1448
Amsterdam, 2017-07-28
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
 

Zywa Cushion in my back

Please fold like a pillow
in my back, shape your body softly
to mine, then the pain will sink

down in it, in the embrace
of your affection, you may caress me
lightly over my shoulder, that's all

I can give you if you promise
not to move, I can't cope with more
my open flower remains closed

Sometimes it burns from cramping pain
sometimes from desire, always delicate
everything is delicate inside

too delicate for wild passion
nectar kisses, heavenly sweat
and total satisfaction

Poem 3887
Amsterdam, 2017-07-14
Girl's name Puni: Hawaiian Puanani = splendid flower, vagina
Collection: On living on [1]
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
 

Zywa The evening brings coolness

You are so soft and delicate
your skin in my hand
your full light weight
your warm longing

for the ecstasy of when
your bronze body
was immortal in Verona
and I, kneeling for you

between your legs, dissolved
in love. Slowly
after the fast moving
my hands stroked the scent

smoothly out over you and defenceless
I lay down next to you
on the bed in the quiet room
in the centre of the city

with the angular merlons
The evening brings coolness
while I'm looking at you
looking at you

Poem 1414
Amsterdam, 2017-06-17
Collection: Take a picture, now
 

Zywa Spring

I throw away my winter thoughts
I clean the shelves in my head
I throw open eyes, nose and ears

for spring, come sweetly
in long strokes with your nails
over my back, till it is enough

Then you can go on
letting me enjoy myself
and getting slowly lost in me
in my being lost in you
nowhere and everywhere

stretched out in a soft bed
that lasts, the way I wish
I could always hover

never too heavy, never too full
in always another
spring

Poem 1389
Amsterdam, 2017-06-03
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
 

Zywa Nesting

clothes put on to let them slip off
the cushion-wardrobes pulled
empty because you come

knocking love into each other
at the sound of an ordinary
working day blown inside

holding our breath
over our long backs
scratching nails bathed soft

awakening warm folds
exploring dozy skin
infinitely far our look

tongling in my fumbled mouth
tingling in all ten of my toes
both arms wingspread

sinking sighing in the depths
which unfold and you nest
yourself in and around me

Poem 1252
Amsterdam, 2017-04-05
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
 

Zywa Treasure

The talking
stopped with a kiss

your breath now
floating in my blood

the glow makes me sad
knowing how it goes on



I wrap myself around you
suck you into my desire

of doing everything together
till you slip away anyway

steaming
separately but happily

without saying a thing

Poem 1175
Amsterdam, 2017-03-09
Collection: Heart's Delight
 

Zywa Bridal bed

You came, didn't ask anything
smelled the fragrances
of maturity around my body

you gave me sweet words
and later a kiss
I floated

Come down
you beckoned, here, but
it is precisely your eyes that make me light

keeping me night and day
in the air without ballast
I'll help you, you smile

and you lick the fragrances
from my skin, you dress me
with your look, I get weight

and you lay me down
among the flowers
in which I unfold myself

Poem 1172
Amsterdam, 2017-03-09
Collection: Heart's Delight
 

If you don't come now,

how shall I endure all night?


with my lips empty!


Als jij niet gauw komt,Wenn du nicht kommst, wie
hoe moet het dan heel de nacht?soll ich die Nacht verbringen?

met lege lippen!mit leeren Lippen!

Poem H1141
Amsterdam, 2015-05-04
At midnight, on the phone (Carlos Drummond de Andrade) - 1992
Poem "À meia-noite, pelo telefone" (collection "O amor naturel")
Collection: Heart's Delight
Tribute to: Drummond dA, Carlos 
 

You stroke me, I am

quiet like a church before --


the organ glories.


Als een lege kerk,Still wie die Kirche
voordat het orgel gloriet --bevor die Orgel gloriet --

zo stil streel je mij.so streichelst du mich.

Poem H1028
Amsterdam, 2014-08-03
When you read me with light (Hanny Michaelis) - 1971
Poem "Toen je mij met lichte" (collection "Wegdraven naar een nieuw Utopia")
Collection: Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the years 1960-1979
Tribute to: Michaelis, Hanny 
 

Little light: just one

candle welcomes the Shadows --


of the Love we shared.


Weinig licht: één kaarsWenig Licht: eine
verwelkomt de Schaduwen --Kerze begrüßt die Schatten --

van onze Liefde.unserer Liebe.

Poem H0851
Amsterdam, 2014-03-07
For them to come -- [To call up the shades --] (Konstantinos Kaváfis) - 1920
Poem 093. "Gia nárthoun"
Collection: Shelter
Tribute to: Kaváfis, Konstantínos 
 

After a long night

of love, I quite often fell --


asleep on the lawn.


Ach, zo vaak sliep ikNach einer langen
na een lange liefdesnacht --Liebesnacht habe ich oft --

in op het grasveld.im Gras geschlafen.

Poem H0658
Amsterdam, 2014-01-17
how often (Hans Lodeizen) - 1949
Poem "hoe dikwijls niet"
Collection: Moist glow
Tribute to: Lodeizen, Hans 
 

Love is touching me:

her hands are a pair of suns --


soft like a baby.


Liefde raakt me aan:Liebe berührt mich:
haar handen zijn twee zonnen --ihre Hände sind Sonnen --

zacht als een baby.weich wie ein Baby.

Poem H0273
Amsterdam, 2012-04-29
Collection: Webgarden
 

Zywa Take a picture, now

I'm not like a mermaid
such a girl without buttocks

waiting on her tail
who might want her

I let your hands model
thighs out of my muscles

with which we make love together
like wild mountain rivers

I feel the flow of my cells
take a picture of me, now
it seems I’m dissolving

in eternal atoms
and loving chaos

Poem 133
Rovio, 2009-07-15
Collection: Take a picture, now
 

Zywa Crotch animals

On a throne of pillows I lay you down
an aureole of hair is your crown
our eyes are lights in the gloaming

Desire is all that dances and swings
our swelled lips form a kiss that sings
and seals the enchantment of loving

crotch animals who play together
eager to caress each other
in passionate wondering

we let our wildest wishes flood
release the scents of our blood
from the waving dismantling

Poem 81
Flight Amsterdam-Marseille, 2007-06-14
Collection: Eyes lips chest and belly
 

 

 
Kiss
Amsterdam, 2004-12-04
Collection: Photo's 2004
 

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