Wednesday, November 28, 2007
ainda
the land what I touched, longs to touch myself also
the morning ocean scents are always fresh and new
like dew to the dawn, it is never the same thing as in all the parts of the day
the coldness of the wind closes my eyes and you are here with me
my hair gives in to the touch, the passage of your fingers
grazing my cheek, whispering deeply and i'm floating
how much time has it been, i can see for miles around me
i can't remember the last day i saw your eyes
but i can still see them remembering me
ainda and watching intently as i back away
you are not forgotten, your voice echos inside me
perfect reverb of each inflection you've made towards me
the sun is rising, i'm focused on cat's-paws and subtle colors
the songs of grey, blue and green sing to me - - your eyes are everywhere
i believe it's you looking back over me everyday, painfully watching
guiding me to where you are, East - there my course has been set
you are not forgotten, ainda inside my mind - covering my eyes
this breeze that carries me to you is calm, warm, and of an affection
and i'm floating still, this wind, this ocean, these smells
i promise that I will not cling to anything until I cling to you
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
barely moving
wind pushing the branches above the form you display
your hair dances with the trees
to a rhythm too mystic to understand fully
...and i'm trapped, a violent animal caged
not able to be who i want to be
the feeling of knowing i can't control this
the point where it's made obvious
when hope dies, replaced with fear and doubt
like being dispossessed... i'm finally real again
a weight is lifted and i want it back
i can't move forward - i can only find a different path
when i enjoyed the view on this one for so long
the memories already sculpted
the daydreams already had
the lives already changed
and yes now i'm trapped, feral and savage
i want to destroy this prison
but i fear it's where i belong...
i'm barely moving and my pulse races
wishing you knew me the way i always thought i did
knowing that you're preciously lost
and your dress hugs you the way i want to
hearts of the hopeless
rain falling and breaking
at the tempo i feel my chest pound towards you
spring showers are always so brilliant
you're barely moving towards me but i feel you right here
we were caressing wine an hour ago
drops mosey around us while you wait to be my wine now
i'm losing myself to the breeze and sunlight
i notice you close your eyes and i wonder
is this the right time to live free from life
what day is this, sunday afternoon in a romance novel
the hero gets the girl because he's what she wants
do you know who i am in the middle of the night
am i going to be this person tomorrow morning
will you know yourself in a week
your eyes haven't even closed yet and i'm moving closer
a cliche romantic scene from the hearts of the hopeless
cars pass, people watch, children giggle
before i kiss you i whisper as i'm still moving through your aura
"brace yourself" mumbles from under my breath
and your mouth presses against the unexpected
mine against a smile, and now i'm falling
with the rain, with my pulse, with you...
Sunday, November 11, 2007
an immortal night
i'm not asking you to disrobe, just let me inside your heart
these aren't the first things that comes to mind
you aren't privileged to that wit now, but it couldn't hurt
i can't find the right words to deepen this night
dusk hasn't started kissing the morning yet
just let this go on for a while, we'll have our trophy weekend
two days set what we will base the future on, and we will
standing on that boat the wind caught me perfectly
i begin to think i belong to this world, it has me
a glass of port, a toast off the same and i was so clever
i can't say enough each time i breathe
will i be dismissed at the end of this adventure
or will you give improvisation a chance
some of us are better on our feet anyway
"may i have this dance," more whispers
i'm not asking for your hand and closeness
just the chance, there's that word again,
that opportunity to whisper these things in real time
to take my turn and run with it like i've always been able to do
i can't find the right words still, but the night is young
how young does it look to you, i could make it immortal
all these mortal seconds trapped inside one immortal night
if you wanted it to be, immortal it could be...
Friday, November 9, 2007
we are truth
we pack such a strong serial scheme of make believers
do the cries from this spectre ignite power or fear
you know what you are doing when you throw me those hips
quiet secrets spilled coyly from from the edge of your lips
and i know what you are saying
inside this darkness... behind the rumors of my mind
the truth is a yellow balloon floating in a white room
deceitfully small, awkwardly alone, ambiguously loud
this world had so much to live for before i loved you
and honesty will smother the life breathing through us all
pounds of fog escaping our mouths
it's cold and wet outside but tonight i can only feel you
stabbing me back into my lifeless soul, my cavern
asking me to be stronger this time, baby kiss me now
and i just want everyone to see me hung for my misfortunes
it's time i pay the price for my sins, i'll leave myself in love here
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
bavarois
my love is kind of easy, the lines are defined dark and clear
there's the fresh smell of the sea beneath the dock we've conquered
you're holding on to this view you've wandered so quietly into
a silouette of love and passion that isn't far from your anxious reach
knowing how long it could take to make everything feel perfect
we're waiting above the shallow water to see if the sun still sets tonight
hearing the movement of elements below, or is that inside our hearts
which ever we've found a way to solidify honesty in this tower of hope
i need a little contact, let me feel your answers when you kiss me
i don't know where to look, my heart is stretching to feel you
you've saved me from such darkness, you've calmed an ocean inside
they'll name comets after us and the intersection where we first kissed
the cross-streets where lovers will go to spark romance and dreams
they'll play our songs on that corner forever, long after that deli's closed
the sun has just kissed the surface of the sea, and i your hand
an explosive picture we've painted, perfect lovers waiting out the day
an old wooden dock, the silent sea, purple and orange clouds
warmth, comfort, passion, love, hope, beauty, perfection... us
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
limits
i can swoon you for days and you can't help but trip
an hour of excitement and hour anxiety
looped and repeated in a perfect order
a track listing to engage curiosity for my origin
i can be wonderful forever
i am amazing and you'll always be worried for that to end
so far to go and you don't know why i've been able to be this open
trust me, as much as you think you've touched there's more
do you know what it's like to hear someone say that you didn't make the cut
no one is above me, you are the one who is getting left behind
you crossed the wrong finish line
and for some reason no one has ever crossed this one
i'm not that competitive but fuck if i'm not the best
why bring it up... you'll never know anyway
maybe i should be fake, maybe i should play everyone else’s game
to stand on the side an witness everyone glare with horror
knowing they don't understand where i come from
or what i could offer next
and always be too afraid to test the limits of anticipation
to bewilder expectations with a psychotic intensity and repetition
it's almost worth it, the belief that it's still there waiting
but is it - this savage emptiness, this carnage, this unknown aura
where does it start to love me back
when does the attention it's been given reciprocate
who am i allowed to be today
Thursday, November 1, 2007
with words
top drawer beside your locket
crawled up so i could watch it
i could undress you with words
here's to what i will not say
to the games we still won't play
just as slow as you can pull
just one strap off your shoulder
i laugh, you pushed me over
you're lips press against my chest
i love when you take a breath
above my pending idle death
the room is vivid and loud
hands lost in gentle places
the way you move, your faces
i watched you touch, kiss, smile
beneath my love in my bed
from up above, fears i shed
your holding on to this light
the fire that causes the night
and it's only in your head...