Memories

The way I've felt That taste In the back of my mouth As of my mind. Hidden places In day time Bonfires at night. The memories Of what might be As what I've felt. Of dreams of pleasure As my fear and pain And those that were lost. Hidden places as daylight Bonfires at night. Those that wipe tears And the ones that bring them. Memories of better summers As a sea reflecting the moon. Of that animal growing up As summer's end as dawn. Hidden places In day light Bonfires at night. Running in the rain or All that time watching rain falling on windows As falling in love And falling out. Hidden places in day time Bonfires at night. Memories of smiles as kisses. Of good fucks And making love As a broken clock And a silver mirror. Those as waves That drawn closer And closer but can't remember.. And the ones that are ever there As if it was them That remembered. Of I am. Hidden places for day time Bonfires for the night.

She gave me a candy

She gave me a candy

Hard to swallow

And a thight hug

Hard to forget.

Of what she gives

I take only joy

And her denies

Turn to sugar

In my mouth.

Yes or no

Will be the same.

For her gift

Is unasked for.

And her prize,

Only free given

Will sweeten

My dry mouth.

You got me buzzin'

You got me buzzin' and make me high
When you dance I go in trance.
I am addicted to your hips.

You go away, leave me high
Seeing your eyes hungry for lies.
I am addicted to your denies.

You got me buzzin' and make me high
I need your kiss, gimme the fix.
I am addicted to your lips.

Sonhando me amas.

Acordo;

Não sei seu nome

Nem me conheces.

O dia é cinzento,

mas as flores (do mal?)

desabrocharam

como previ.

Os sonhos mais fortes

Acompanham os ventos

Mais frios.

TRY

We try and try

and try. Then

Try again.

What? Dreams.

 

We dream and can

and do. Then

Wake numb.

The joy of trying

justifies the game

and the dream

shines over all.

We try and try

and try. Then

dream again.

Wake? Dreams

do and can.Then

become reality.

The dream of love 

justifies the tries

and the game is

behind four walls.

We play and play 

and play.

Then Play again.

Why? The joy.

YOUR REDEST LIPS

Let me kiss your redest lips

When they open as flower.

When all your bliss as moisture

Kills my thirst

And fills my tongue with abandon.

Let me kiss your redest lips

When they burn as the bonfire

In a candlelight.

When the crackle in your fire

Turns to sighs.

Let me kiss your redest lips

While they shiver with joy.

While the world ends

And we are nowhere to be found.

Hidden where all is delight.

Babylondon

A baby there is in London
-She's called Babylondon!
And while walking down the street,
In every tongue that she speaks
always the same repetitive tune:
Welcome to London,
Have fun and excuse me.

She's on the cameras and the screens.
So many eyes're looking for her
That's easy seeing where she's not
Her bealtiful face and wicked smile.

She's one and many
And rather say fuck off,
Burn all the towers
and take a piss on the Queen,
Than bend over and disapear.

Rabiscos

Se começo um poema
E me faltam versos,
Sobram muitos rabiscos.

Os versos por ela
Procuro em vão.
Levou consigo os versos,
Minha inspiração.

Os rabiscos na página
São com as memórias
Esquecidas por ela
Sobre o colchão.

Wants me

Wants me

Wants me not.

The petals fill the pot

As there are seconds in a clock.

Wants me

Wants me not.

If she don't come and knock

All my garden might rot.

Wants me

Wants me not.

I wait for her snog

As a prince or as a frog?

Wants me

Wants me not.

Question of rock

Is gentle havoc.

Wants me

Wants me not.

Was your shock

as mine or mock?

Wants me

Wants me not.

Unfold the plot,

Destiny. I have already

Seached a lot.

Wants me

Wants me not.

She might be a dock.

So in my mouth

Her name I lock.

RED

Candles are litten.

Our souls beaten

lying on the bed.

All bedroom is red!

Burning sunset:

Is the red carpet

For my Venus star

Seen from afar.

Crowning her hair

All that's fair:

Red golden leaves

Wise believes.

Red is the morning

Of my night's longing.

Ratos di Versos

RATOS Di VERSOS

Ratos de versos

Lembram um ritmo

Na viela das carmelitas

E bêbados e putas

E travestis trabalhando.

O ritmo,

Meio esquecido

Em tantas batidas,

Tantos batuques;

Fica um sabor de seio.

LEAF ON THE WIND

Leaf on the wind
Has got no home.
Flys through woods
And then he´s gone.

Leaf on the wind
Leaves their present
Into reality
On a single breeze.

Leaf on the wind
Comes one more time
To those crossroads;
Of lifes, of destinys.

Leaf on the wind
Flys high and low.
He's got his answers:
Live and go away.

Mente e paixão

Como um trem,
A mente desgovernada
Corre loucamente
Descarrilha e tomba.

Paro o trânsito
Incendeio a embaixada
Levo tantas rosas
Amanheço aceso.

A mente assim embriagada
Vaga vazia por ruas escuras.
Ânsiedade e cometer loucuras.

Quando a paixão furta a lógica,
Nem camisinha, nem camisa-de-força;
Só eletrochoque mais cincuncisão.