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domingo, mayo 16

leave me with some kind of proof is not a dream



Creo que todo fue un sueño. El automóvil, la ciudad, el primer mundo, los pañuelos nefastos, las luces multicolores y brillantes, la noche e t e r n a, los rociadores, la plaza en penumbra, la música de la buena, dear prudence, las risas, tu mirada, "estás diferente", las confesiones, el césped húmedo, indie rokker mío, el futuro, las ideologías, la gauchilla, taquicardia, respiraciones, estoy loca pero de esas locas sin explicación, and it feels like love love love, it feels like someone's missing, tus ojos, el frío ¡ay que frío!, los sueños, la miopía, la verdad, la mentira, lo que se escondió, lo que se duda, miedo, amor, historias paralelas, problemáticas sin resolver, preocupación, caricias, el celular rotó, el macdonalds sin frappé, tu perfume, tus labios, mis ganas locas de besarlo, orgullo femenino, amor platónico, te extrañaba.



Gracias también a Lady S. por el premio bonito(:

Y se lo paso a: Paula et chocolat, la ladrona de los besos, enrojecerse y lucy in the sky.

domingo, febrero 14

profundamente en un bosque




Me llevaste entre las lilas y quizá no sabía qué iba a pasar.
Ni supuse que me iba
a enamorar.
¡Feliz San Valentín a todos!

martes, diciembre 22

Abusando de tu hospitalidad


Tiernamente raro, como un peluche, como algunas veces, la soledad Perfectamente joven, como la vida, como una india en Inglaterra medieval. Y si supieras, que no me entiendo, pero que dispuesta, me arriesgo, por favor no lo vayas a arruinar. Me pierdo en tu seriedad, en la forma que tienes de mirar, como si todo fuera perfecto, como si la vida no tuviera ningun defecto, quizá me quede un poco más, voy a abusar de tu hospitalidad. Aquí se está muy bien, se siente la inocencia que me robaron hace tanto ya, por eso perdóname, si ante tus piropos actúo fría y desdeñada, si ante cualquier circunstancia, escapo de tus besos, no es por vos, tienes que saber, no es por vos, sos perfecto aún con tus ataques rockeros. Y es cómico como me tratas, como te vistes bonito como me hablas, como intentas y seduces, creía que no ibas a lograrlo, que iba a ser fácil negarlo pero aquí me ves, escribiéndote otro poema que no vas a leer, (al menos por un tiempo) no preguntes el porqué. Tengo miedo de que huyas de mí, por, sentimentalmente rara, ser. Pero te tengo que confesar, encontré un pedacito de tu cuello, que no pienso dejar. (Tan fácil de mí, ahora, no te vas a librar).

jueves, diciembre 10

In my diaries,


Winter died between my thingers as the sand
crawled between a window and the door.
Surely she would try my words to deny
while you kill me with a feather down the stroking sun.

Missing those hands around mines or my wrist
chains, invisible as the wind that blows, locking my waists.
How did I come to suffer like this, I wonder if he really knows what I feel,
'cause I see in him the ray of light that iluminates my faith.


And the evil charmed the angel, oh and how it did
now the angel is about to throw itself from it's cloud,
but the evil doesnot care, it wants another angel to fall down.
As I did.

Pray for the angel's strengh so it'd stand up once more,
flying heart broken, burnt wings, back to it's Lord.
I find myself beggin my Lord, that you would let me know that you care
or that you don't. But at least, I'll know.

Maybe you weren't the frog that was supposed to be kissed,
and maybe I'd not have kissen you, but I felt you were meant to be (the one).
Only God know who the hell you might be in my life,
all I know is that in my diaries you will always be alive.

lunes, diciembre 8

Positive Thinking

¿How many nights would be like yesterday one?
I still believe I'm just another one in your list,
make me know I'm wrong baby please.
Doubts go round and round my mind,
feeling like you want me, or wait, you want me away.
Maybe I'm the one to blame, yeah
for believing that you could fall in love as quickly as I do.
Boy, you're kisses were so unforgetable, so pure
Boy, your eyes were so deep, so magical.
You made me feel reborn, like I was completely full.

Whether I was waiting for you, you were trying to hook up with another girl
and while I made myself completely difficult, you knew I was dieing for yor capacity of kissing so damn well.
So why did I pretend when you already knew the truth? Why did I keep on posponing what was bond?
Why do you kiss so sweet, why do you stroke my lips like this? Why, oh why
Please let me know that you lied to me the other day, you weren't serious about not settling things down
Please speak out while you tickle me like you know I can't stand, saying absolutily nothing but meaning it all.
'Cause I just can't live always keeping me positive thinking, believing that you will do exactly what I want you to.

So why wouldn't you like for something more than just a kiss,
even your friend was more determinated so that we could be one.
Remember your answer to him, instantly, grabbed my face and shut me up with a kiss.
Stop it, please! You're making this the most perfect mix between hell and paradise.
Is like I felt you wanted to protecte me, care for me, from something bad,
you hugged me tightly, I was again wrapped in your arms.
Where I was dreaming of resting my whole life.
But then I came to think that you were just hot, I was just one more
Why can't things be more easy? Why can't you just chase me like I chase you?
Hate you for making me so badly in love, in just two nights.
Kiss me, one first kiss and another, another.