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Enveloped in the heat of you
Your heart beats within me
As we lie enmeshed and still
Basking in love's quintessence
Oh, how the new day dawns
In lavender hues of beautiful.
Tired eyes renewed by the splendor.
As it stretches to peer over the horizon,
The sun grins Good Morning.
As I bid Good Night
In lavender hues of beautiful.
Tired eyes renewed by the splendor.
As it stretches to peer over the horizon,
The sun grins Good Morning.
As I bid Good Night
You thought I was punctual
Leaving last to be your ear and use your shoulder
You thought I just hated to go home
Open affection to start every occasion
You thought I was your freedom
No judging and true words defined us
You thought we were being honest
Hero and heroine saving each other
You thought it was enough
Twisted words and broken spirit
You never noticed the change
Side by side and lifelong promises
You swore you would never lie
Above all else...the truth
You were wrong
trying not to be hypocrite.
trying to be honest.
straightforward.true.
what is all this?how did this all happen?
what now?
waves of time past crushing my head.
trying not to panic.
trying not to flee.
trying to stay me.
longboard
day in a life
commuting to the office
working in progress !
The world a man of the town of Neguá, in the coast of Colombia, could raise the high sky. To the return, it counted. It said that it had contemplated, from there above, the human life. And it said that we are a sea of fire . The world is that — revealed —. A pile of people, a fire sea. Each person shines with own light between all the others. There are not two equal fires. There are great fires and small fires and fires of all the colors. There is people of calm fire, who nor find out the wind, and crazy fire people, that fill the air of sparks. Some stupid fires, fires, do not illuminate nor burn; but others burn the life with so many desire that cannot be watched them without blinking, and that approaches, it ignites.
daß der gezielte schlag ihn just verfehle;
daß er, getroffen zwar, sichtbar nicht blute;
daß, blutend wohl, er keinesfalls verblute;
daß, falls verblutend, er nicht schmerz empfinde;
daß er, von schmerz zerfetzt, zurück zur stelle finde
wo er den ersten falschen schritt noch nicht gesetzt -
wir jeder wünschen allen alles gute
(Ernst Jandl)
Postada pelo Colin, no DAS, nos deixa mais ansiosos, não?
Será a artwork do LP8?
have a nice day!
