*as in forever
The night brings to me the clarity of your skin
And smoothly my fingers are shivering,
happening above the perfect shapes - which you are.
The silence spoils itself darkly
Between our abandoned-to-the-earth bodies
I am breathing in your love as a dragon
burns the angels' eyes.
Your arms protect the chastity of the nightly sacred moment.
Without you I would....
I would burn,
I would disappear.
Or... I would just hate you for a little while.
Monday, March 18, 2019
Then - Now
I was sad,
The world was falling apart into the fleshy abyss.
The skies were inside out.
You are waiting on the other side of the eyelids.
The wind is keeping away my thoughts
Far away, I was hiding you - in me.
Past Answer
The lights were flickering
The lashes were flickering
Rain.
We are gluing eye to eye,
Your fingers grow under my spine:
my skin's buds are blooming.
The water falls wildly on us.
The white shells crack between our teeth
Our bones are full of dust.
The night is knitting constellations
Relations?
Potential, aspirations, past answer, present times.
Friday, April 13, 2018
Time is passing fast, the hearts love slow
The war is over now - Why are you on the battle field?
(Wildly the sea is touching my breasts)
You were hiding at the end of the world - Love me if you dare.
(The beach is empty, the bed has no sheets)
Fingers are playing, I am touching your hair - The memory.
(You were still a child)
You are the waves now - Are you out there?
(I am alone, I am touching your hair)
Sunday, April 1, 2018
Today
I declare you my king
My kind.
My death pillow.
Today
We gave up the world.
My endless.
Today
We said no. (i feel good)
We became yes. (i feel free)
Wednesday, March 28, 2018
ETC and More
Cheap wishes
Old trends.
Small hands
Sweet eyes.
Dirty mind
Powerful body.
Complex horizons
And .... every day
Another day!
Future - that day.
Me about
I cry
I fall
I jump
I run
away
you are
mine
So far.
Dead-ends
Music and anatomy,
Pure sleep
and teddy-bears.
All gone,
Sunrise and cold morning.
Metro.
Always
Wishing for a falling star to make a wish
Dead or alive? You or me?
Dream or reality? Silence or craziness?
Reflection of a past life
Teeth and fingers, mouth to souls
Two nights and two of us
The words and the hearts,
The years and the thoughts.
Connection - disconnection
Past - Future.
My town, this town.
Somewhere. Lost.
Now. New.
Friday, March 23, 2018
Dorian
The night is black - I am serious
Moon
Music dripping, fingers running - Birds flying from your lips
Far away
The linen is me - The lilies left behind on the bed
Time ago
You fall asleep - You wake up
I
Love
The night.
Thursday, March 1, 2018
The unrevealed mirror
We covered the mirrors and...
There are times when we feel extracted from our ourselves, disconnected and lost.
There are times when nothing makes sense and we do not see the point in fighting.
There are only hopeless breaths and movements.
Disillusion, generated by some unbalanced chemistry or dramas which maybe we do not even recall anymore - the results are not afraid to show though
There are times when we are just despair and all we want is NOT feel anymore! Times when we think we did and enjoyed and suffered everything what could have been possible to in this world.
There are so many of us considering ourselves unlucky or left aside, we are just disconnected from our inner core, from our own inner child, from our own womb and water spring.
We just offer a simple silent NO.
We were so afraid to lose everything, but didn't move a finger to save it.
If you read this, you already know I am so sorry ( " I am sorry I hurt you, I am sorry I left you behind, I am sorry I was not compassionate, I am sorry I was mean, it was just my suffering").
It was my covered mirror, my closed heart and my cage - my depression.
BUT there are so many few more thousands of different sunrises and sunsets to be absorbed, so many people to share our hearts with, so many cakes to bake and share with the birds and children, so much more love to make, so much more things to learn, libraries, books to read, countries to visit, shoulders to collect, angels to praise, music to listen to, so much more trash to be cleaned, so much more sleep to enjoy, so many more springs to come and winters to connect us to our ancestors, summers to invite us to a party on the beach, smiles to generate and share.
We are all these, even if we do not see it anymore.
I almost do not see it anymore, but I want this to change.
There are times when nothing makes sense and we do not see the point in fighting.
There are only hopeless breaths and movements.
Disillusion, generated by some unbalanced chemistry or dramas which maybe we do not even recall anymore - the results are not afraid to show though
There are times when we are just despair and all we want is NOT feel anymore! Times when we think we did and enjoyed and suffered everything what could have been possible to in this world.
There are so many of us considering ourselves unlucky or left aside, we are just disconnected from our inner core, from our own inner child, from our own womb and water spring.
We just offer a simple silent NO.
We were so afraid to lose everything, but didn't move a finger to save it.
If you read this, you already know I am so sorry ( " I am sorry I hurt you, I am sorry I left you behind, I am sorry I was not compassionate, I am sorry I was mean, it was just my suffering").
It was my covered mirror, my closed heart and my cage - my depression.
BUT there are so many few more thousands of different sunrises and sunsets to be absorbed, so many people to share our hearts with, so many cakes to bake and share with the birds and children, so much more love to make, so much more things to learn, libraries, books to read, countries to visit, shoulders to collect, angels to praise, music to listen to, so much more trash to be cleaned, so much more sleep to enjoy, so many more springs to come and winters to connect us to our ancestors, summers to invite us to a party on the beach, smiles to generate and share.
We are all these, even if we do not see it anymore.
I almost do not see it anymore, but I want this to change.
I know I must surf this wave and bring the light back into my life.
I wish to rewire my brain, embrace life again and I need your help for that. And yours, too. And yours, too. And your, too. And your, too... And your, too.
<3
Please, step in.
-waiting for suggestions, links, actions, invites, ideas- Thank you!
Please, step in.
-waiting for suggestions, links, actions, invites, ideas- Thank you!
Tuesday, January 16, 2018
Far away
Unclear are my time and my dreams.
Hesitant, my body and my words.
My hopes - dead
And the death is far away!
Hesitant, my body and my words.
My hopes - dead
And the death is far away!
Wednesday, December 20, 2017
Alien
When the sun will go black
And the snakes will change their skins
We will find our skeletons gazing at each other...
And into the last hug, our bones will fall down on the ground.
And the snakes will change their skins
We will find our skeletons gazing at each other...
And into the last hug, our bones will fall down on the ground.
Saturday, March 18, 2017
Saturday, March 4, 2017
About some people
At the end of the sky
Soon the moon will lose your pain through stars.
Give it to the night and give to me "tomorrow"!
Curiously how we love each other fighting.
How we hang on the world's fringes...
And we scream at each other:
I love you - I hate you!
Because you are me!
Soon the moon will lose your pain through stars.
Give it to the night and give to me "tomorrow"!
Curiously how we love each other fighting.
How we hang on the world's fringes...
And we scream at each other:
I love you - I hate you!
Because you are me!
Friday, March 3, 2017
Fantasies
I have a sweet pea and a circle to be fit in,
I have a wooden spoon, a pearl earring forgotten under the prince's bed;
Paper rings and sleepy cats, a heart forgotten under a lock.
And rivers of clouds are flowing from the sea.
Piece of the Universe are crawling at your feet. And slowly the whispers disappear. You support the world and because of you the humans are angels.
But tomorrow... How is it gonna be?
I have a wooden spoon, a pearl earring forgotten under the prince's bed;
Paper rings and sleepy cats, a heart forgotten under a lock.
And rivers of clouds are flowing from the sea.
Piece of the Universe are crawling at your feet. And slowly the whispers disappear. You support the world and because of you the humans are angels.
But tomorrow... How is it gonna be?
Thursday, March 2, 2017
Night puzzle
As if something hurt my reflection into the Universe
I am standing tall and naked in front of your sinful sweet eyes.
Will we make it til the morning?
Oh, that light and the again-pure-consciousness.
I am standing tall and naked in front of your sinful sweet eyes.
Will we make it til the morning?
Oh, that light and the again-pure-consciousness.
That evening when
Far away the stars are cleaning your thoughts - far away from me.
My orange smelling hands... as if I would have played in your hair.
My lips are looking for the air you passed by.
I am falling... asleep.
And apples are falling down in your way.
If only... You would have been here and kiss my hand.
My orange smelling hands... as if I would have played in your hair.
My lips are looking for the air you passed by.
I am falling... asleep.
And apples are falling down in your way.
If only... You would have been here and kiss my hand.
Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Without you
Midnight is showing itself - our bones are breaking.
The light line between day and night separates you from me.
I am strongly squeezing my eyes, I am fighting it
And I am trying to keep you on the tips of my fingers, so I can prolong the you moments.
Every time it starts it ends and every time it ends it starts.
Soon it will restart as it never was before - with too much or too little:
with too much you or too much without you
or too much without you.
without you.
The light line between day and night separates you from me.
I am strongly squeezing my eyes, I am fighting it
And I am trying to keep you on the tips of my fingers, so I can prolong the you moments.
Every time it starts it ends and every time it ends it starts.
Soon it will restart as it never was before - with too much or too little:
with too much you or too much without you
or too much without you.
without you.
Sunday, February 12, 2017
Folding
I danced with the wolves howling behind my back
And I wondered - Is it safe to be free in this world?
Across the vast valleys I gazed at the rich emptiness of the sky...
But I always prefer to close my eyes
And see you.
And I wondered - Is it safe to be free in this world?
Across the vast valleys I gazed at the rich emptiness of the sky...
But I always prefer to close my eyes
And see you.
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
I am falling
I am falling backwards, my eyes are closing and the sky's last second's instance is falling with me.
My ribs arching under the ground.
I am reaching out with my hand and I'm finding only cold air.
I'm closing it in my fist. I caress its blade of darkness.
I feel destiny's lines growing into my palm.
Chosen into a fall, I disappear.
My ribs arching under the ground.
I am reaching out with my hand and I'm finding only cold air.
I'm closing it in my fist. I caress its blade of darkness.
I feel destiny's lines growing into my palm.
Chosen into a fall, I disappear.
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