Keep me in your heart for a while

You know I'm tied to you like the buttons on your blouse


Hold me in your thoughts

Take me to your dreams

Touch me as I fall into view

When the winter comes

Keep the fires lit

And I will be right next to you



My own eyes

All our time can't be given

Back

Shut my mouth and strike the demons

That cursed you and your reasons

Out of hand and out of season

Out of love and out of feeling


So bad

When I can, I will

Words defy the plans

When I can, I will


Fool enough to almost be it

And cool enough to not quite see it

And old enough to always feel this

Always old, I'll always feel this


No more promise, no more sorrow

No longer will I follow

Can anybody hear me?

I just want to be me


And when I can, I will

Try to understand

That when I can, I will

Such a fool.





1m

Is all it takes to either fall in Love or fall apart.




 



a void which I brought upon myself,

that you cautioned me about. 


I never reached you. should be good news.




Thank you :)

Mere words.


The only digital words preserved of years long interactions.   


All vanished. All gone. All surrendered. 


Just for an happy misery in the end.



Mai

 


Mai, e fa troppo male.



The urge - ii

 




the urge

to just lay besides you, open my arms while you lock your head next to my shoulder and caress my chest, while merely contemplating each other comfort in silence, is significant.


An urgent urge unfulfilled. 


To see you, to feel you, to embrace you. 


To hold you tight, and never let go ever again. 



It is urgent, to love.

É urgente o amor.

É urgente um barco no mar.


É urgente destruir certas palavras,

ódio, solidão e crueldade,

alguns lamentos,

muitas espadas.


É urgente inventar alegria,

multiplicar os beijos, as searas,

é urgente descobrir rosas e rios

e manhãs claras.


Cai o silêncio nos ombros e a luz

impura, até doer.

É urgente o amor, é urgente

permanecer.



Just how, or when

But what am I still to you

Some thief who stole from you?

Or, some fool drama queen

Whose chances were few?


That brings us to who we need

A place where we can save

A heart that beats as

Both siphon and reservoir


You're a woman, I'm a calf

You're a window, I'm a knife

We come together

Making chance in the starlight


Meet me tomorrow night

Or any day you want

I have no right to wonder

Just how, or when


You know the meaning fits

There's no relief in this

I miss my beautiful friend



Crooked spin can't come to rest

Situations get fucked up

And turned around sooner or later

And I could be another fool

Or an exception to the rule