mess

So

In the end

was all messed up,

and tell

what was

one and other

would be impossible.

brown sugar star

Black Goddess

a universe of curves

shining in front of my eyes.

Voluptuous sweetness discovered,

soft and full of strength,

eating

my

body,

my

entire being

with

those

sugary lips.

brown sugar star

exploding,

making me blind

with its irresistible shine

some landscape far away

soft and even,

wind slowly coming,

warm.

water stream,

near,

close to your feet.

smelling

the end of an afternoon

feeling a calm sun

under the golden skin.

Landscapes

Those landscapes

are

where I missed myself,

where the warmness

of my heart

was

totally

taken

The Trip

For how long I've been there,

under that pellicle

without say a thing?

For how long could I hide

such a world of words

and a this universe of feelings?

For how long I've been there, 

in a distant dream,

In a illusory field where the mask

would be enough?

ages of ignorance and blindness.

I will stay for a while

thinking

holding you

thinking...

Sobre o erotismo em meu trabalho e o blog / about the eroticism in my art work and the blog

Gostaria de esclarecer que, o erotismo existente no meu trabalho é utilizado como veiculo - matéria a ser moldada, manipulada de acordo com meu interesse -, não se tratando, de forma alguma, de material pornográfico. Desta maneira, utilizo o blog como um lugar, virtual, onde posso expor meu trabalho, como artista plástico e poeta.

I would like to clarify that the existing eroticism in my art work is used as a vehicle - matter to be molded, manipulated according to my interest - It is not, in any way pornographic material. Thus, I use the blog as a virtual place where I can expose my work as an artist and poet.

Kiko Sebrian

Empty Spaces

well done,

after doing so much

is time to pull the thread

and make

it

empty.

- emptiness

is so vast

and clear -

fill it

with

the full

of

you.

Just be a good boy

watch your steps

my dear,

from here

you can't see

what I see.

Better

be

better,

better

be gentle.

Stay cool!  

I bet you,

from here

you can't

even see 

what you

really

are

metal and flesh

Some powerful spirit

within these matted clouds:

hot flesh,

metallic spine,

mellow body,

bewitching whoever gets lost

in its foggy 

universe.

runaway

run away

get rid of all.

disentangling from so many holding arms,

extricating from the past,

to

become

a new being.

run away

break free,

kill 

detach

renew.

Cherub

Your habits,

behavior...

I'll keep my wings 

far from your traps,

human kingdom.

such ferocious hands,

carrying no love,

so narcissistic,

selfish

and 

suicidal.

yet,

some of you

shine silently

through this messy darkness.

hope

some can fly

someday

somehow