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Fear of Love

Your face smiling from a diagram of lives,
I look at you,
I don’t feel nothing,
useless lust lost in the fog of this week,
Christmas lights flickering in the new twilight.
Time slows down now,
memories that give me nausea,
a face like yours.

Yours.
Y
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URS. US. U. S. My shield.

Another voice.
Silence.
Beat.
Refusal.
Stay away.
No pleasure.
And I’m afraid of love,
My walls are high around me,
they will defend my bleeding heart.

A touch that hurts,
tears dried as we tore apart,
words written in a chemical madness,
your will to touch me.
Closure. Stay away from me.
Don’t make this shiny armor explode. *
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Explosion.
And if you want to skim over my soul,
please do that gently,
then lay me down and disappear,
give me the best memory,
I won’t never cry for you,
but I will fly away.
No love lost,
It still feels hard.

And I remember once upon a time,
wasting lovers every night,
bored at heart,
needing tenderness on the surface,
I would have waited for you;
and if you think of me once in a while,
I will keep our dearest memories in my heart.

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Góðafoss

Drunken and sleepy,
but not tired enough to fall into oblivion.
Waking is the deepest pain, it cuts and hurts,
because I long for your body next to mine.
I hate feeling so alone,
I’d like to have the privilege to love you,
to give you everything I can.

I don’t want to sleep,
I don’t want to live another empty day.
Where’s the adventure? Where’s the wanderlust?
Around the world looking for myself.
What am I?
I am a man, I am gay and I’m stronger than before.
This love cuts, I want to be your life support,
but all I get is silence.

Your smile is a memory now,
a figure walking on the street when I drove away,
knowing that probably that would have been our last kiss.
Give me the chance to kiss you once again.
The sky is dawning,
and I’m loitering. I just think about your smile,
and my mind takes flight.

I wonder, if you think of me sometimes.
Oh I’m such a fool to dream so big after such a small time,
I’m not the best into self-control.
Hug me, kiss me don’t give up on me.
Let our lips meet again, our hands crook into each other,
speak to me.
Will you be the light on my path?
I just lay here waiting for an answer,
in the warm dawn of the new day.

Dazed awakening,
the first thought is you,
defending the purity of the night under this pouring rain,
but all I grab is nothingness, not even a trace.
Maybe I’m just not enough, for you,
Maybe you got scared, by me,
Everything is possible,
but I get nothing at all.
And in a desperate moment of pleasure,
I was crazy enough to think you’d have loved me too.

I cannot smile anymore,
I cannot search for someone else right now,
my senses fail, because all I want to hold and see and speak to, is you.
Foolish love, damned heart.
Why do you crumble down so easily?
I am calm on the surface,
but deep down, I’m screaming.

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CALM ——————

——————– SCREAM

AAAAAAAAH!

This pain I’m feeling in my soul, the chance I won’t have with you.
I’m forcing myself to think positive,
to convince myself that you’ll return to me,
that you will contact me once again,
that you won’t forget me.

I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I HAVE TO SEE YOU AGAIN,
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN,
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN,
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN,
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN

But in the morning, while I hear the rain falling down, is your quick appearance in my life that I miss the most.
I don’t want this prophecy to come true,
I will keep on repeating those nice words to me,
an hypnotic moaning.
The voice that won’t ever return.
I’m stronger than before. I’m stronger than before.

I will see you again.
And however, independently from what will happen,
I will never forget you,
I will always dream to have you near me,
I will always be waiting for you.

But since this target looks useless, as I cannot control your mind,
all I can do is to breathe, recall the touch of your hands,
enjoy this memory, knowing that it was perfect,
pure and absolute.
I touched perfection and nirvana, with you.
This was real, absolutely real,
and that’s the only truth, the only thing I can rely on.
I will see you again.

Feather’s Weight

The sound of a fan in the distance of this cloudy morning.

I listen to the sound it makes while it spins to create a breath of wind on my sweated skin.

A moment to remember,

your arms around my body,

my hug to you,

sweet kisses given to your cute sleepy face,

as the clock ticks on remembering me how precious is this moment I am living.

Your skin, your breath,

slowly caressing your frown,

enjoying the weight of your body against me.

Wind, the wind that carries me away,

the wind that makes me cry out the loneliness I feel now,

now that we’re far away as before, now that I cannot feel the protection of your smile.

I don’t want to be a shadow for you,

I want to be the only one in your light.

I don’t want to drive away,

tell me we’ll meet again,

in a while, in a month, in a year,

tell me I’ll be able to be in your arms again,

tell me we’ll be able to live once again this enchantment.

And now, alone as I go to bed with the light on,

as I search with my hand the presence of your body beside me, but catching nothing but a memory,

I’m stuck in your kisses.

Let me sleep. I want to dream of you. I want to have a chance to meet you one more time.

 

Time

When I lay here,
beaten up by the vibes of a strange rhythm.
Looking for a touch I will never allow, breaking the rules we created,
turned up by the clouds.
Dreaming of a future far away,
hugged together in the silver moonlight, floating in the fresh air,
enjoying the blue of the night, 
holding hands.

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