Dizziness

I need this madness in my veins,
I know you hate it,
you're so polished with your anger,
I need this fire in my sheets,
I know you hate it,
you're so polished with your love,

I am dizzy and the world around me is turning around.
Someone has offered me drugs,
I think I don't need them,
I see animals and fears on the chain,
I see the future of hearts and cry,
pain of human nature, dust and soil,
when they are burying their loved ones.

It's powerful,
my head and body
when exposed and mixed consumed,
you may become blue,
so blue that your skin won't recognize itself.

Love for someone else

My lover,
where are you ?
Why do you whisper only,
behind my curtains?

I pretend love, but I am the moon,
you failed to love me my dear,
at least the way I thought love could be,
no magic happened yet, no drama is present,

Is this what love is ? So loveless ?

I have white hair now, my youth is gone,
live brought us troubles and tired bones,
no more I dream about you
being in me
while we are lying on the grass in our forest,

Is that what love is ? So calm ?

I am peaceful lately, giving up on my fears,
you brought the best in me, hard to get used to it,
what did you whisper,
when you whispered to the wind,
and trees and charmed all the bees my love?

Is that what love is ? So peaceful ?

So be it, if they say so. They talk like they saw
something I never draw,
possibly imagined in my heart,
so I will trust them, that they know unknown,
although my love,
although your love,
my love,
was for someone else.

The Element

I thought this world will remember me,
and then I met the others,
insects under the blanket of our bed,
I slept on thorns suddenly,
unless I met the one they call " White ".
She covered me with leaves,
and talked to me only the way we understood.
I was reborn in the forest,
solitary rose in the water,
the sky was dark forever,
filled with magic and falling stones.
"Don't be afraid", she told me with kindness.
"You are no more than the element of nature".
So I became a water, buried the fire in me,
let the " others " grow, wild flowers,
I loved without love shared,
feeling unknown to me.
Why do we meet expecting someone else to save us,
when we are whole, reaching out.
Water you've never been water,
bring your fire out,
shine and give warmth
to the world.

Lover in the morning haze

Wake me up lover.            

with your tender kiss

I feel too much

and sleep long lately

Stab your eyes 
into my forehead lover,

so forever I can see them

sharpened in their sight

Take me off fire lover,

once again,

cool down the air in my lungs

I am rotting in my skin

I've never put

anyone first.

thus burning in your dreams,

and when you feel the thoughts of me:

you hesitate.

Bury me lover,

into the ground,

memory that once became

us in eternity

flowing in the haze

like an autumn leaf

Love me my in this momentarily room.

my lover,

we don’t know a thing.

Will you still remember me

when winter comes ?

Heart strong

Can’t fight the fear

cause ain’t coming

in the morning air

yesterday I broke my heart

made of glass

now that I am alone

standing in the field

I watch from both sides of my brain

noticing noticing

observing how I am losing you

finding myself in the war

with my own weapons

you call me crazy 8

hiding from my imperfection

while I am getting stronger,

while the wind kissed my soft skin

I started to dance with myself,

all I was looking for is me.

Somewhere close to you

I want to fly to the space,
somewhere close to you,
where your ear can listen to this madness
so we can inhale the pollen together
I want to taste those bittersweet lips,
filled with the temperature of doubts,
heavy and full of blood,
I want to take off your wings,
so you can fall half naked,
bursting into the rhymes,
soaking into the presence
of your essence,
I need you near,
where we don't need the air,
but the tongue and lust,
spiral of trust.

Brand new me

She smiles...
you've been thinking
that's because of you
as the architect
and the creator of
stars in her eyes
and even if not because of you
she learned to wear them
in a professional,
lady like manner.

Somebody told me about her,
and I had to see it for myself:
submissive beauty of female
because I've been hurt
because I've been cheated
I had to learn about her mask,
when she doesn't wear herself with the paint on her face.

I know it's stupid,
to see it that way
now I have a long hair
no make up on my face
wearing my boyfriend's jeans

and he looks at me
and he smiles
he thinks he lied good enough
to make me happy
he is the creator of my sky
because when I look at him
I smile and kiss him,
remain him of what his wife used to be like.

I am standing here,
with no equal rights
holding my rough beauty
in my palms
I am over this story,
when I am not worth
of love,

I love myself instead,
I feel ME.