January 23, 2012

January 22, 2012

.depois do orgasmo e do sono, somos nós

depois do orgasmo e do sono,
somos nós

.habitación de barcelona - ii
.habitación de barcelona - i
.ventana de barcelona
quarto de barcelona, circa verão 2011

January 12, 2012

poesia musicada [cardinal] 022

Vashti Bunyan, Love Song
Some Things Just Stick In Your Mind

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I love your eyes when you look away
Thinking somewhere else of what ought to be
When they're suddenly blue for a moment of time
Then the colour goes when you look at me

I love your hands as a part of you
As they write a word just by staying still
When you talk they move, painting what you say
So i understand more than words can tell

I love your hair in the dark it's soft
In the light it moves, red and green are brown
All the time it takes for a night to pass
And a lifetime grows as the day comes down

I love you now as you don't love me
I can't let you know you're too far away
But i wonder now just what did you see
When you looked at me in that loveless way


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