...exploring the relationship between [some] men and space
You had enough of me? I often seem to wonder
Sometimes I cry, my face turned to the wall
I know, it’s silly yet I can’t stop but ponder
The little things like: Does he care at all?
I then run to the mirror and turn my lips blood red
I take out the mascara, the blushers and instead
Of trying to forget you...Oh, I am such a fool
I’m rushing to your door-step, breaking another rule.
her face too subdued
(don't you think?)
her hands too small
her ears in the right place
unlike her eyebrows, her nose and her mind
her back? a pack of bones
holding hopes at night
and that !dress
in the morning
she should eat more
no, less
no
her chin never moves
never moves
she sometimes does this with that
sometimes she doesn’t
sometimes she doesn’t?
she never ever.
Voglio crescere dentro di te
con la stessa anima che ha trovato la pace,
stringerti forte nel mio mirino
toccare il tuo cuore
il nucleo profondo,
sentire il polso nel tuo respiro
vorrei starti vicino vicino.
Vivere l'amore incondizionato
lasciare indietro futuro e passato
accendere le stelle per l'eternità
amarti davvero con tutta la mia volontà.
Et cette maison que n'habitent que des murs
blancs - le temps traverse les murs -
Chambre
Des éclats d'ombre dans les coins
Ombres et respirations
La nuit passe à côté de cette chambre
Dehors - des pas tombent à une cadence
étrangère.
Cette maison, cette chambre, il faut y entrer:
c'est là que les
mots ont la couleur
de l'ombre des murs blancs.
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