quinta-feira, 23 de agosto de 2018

Poema 214

I want to tell you to hold me all and tight 
As hard as is possible and as long as your arms can handle
I don’t think I can explain you how it works in my mind 
You’d have to be super powerful and not just human
There are things that I long for who only exist in my imaginary 
Things learned from romance books and 60’ songs 
I’m always trying to lower my expectations and accept reality 
But sometimes it’s hard to change the way you see things
I’ve learned only recently that the best memories are unplanned ones 
I guess you could clearly tell that I am a control freak by that 
I’m some way I think I’m dealing with fantasy and life 
The understanding is flowing better as the days come and go 
This is somewhere between a love poem and a consideration for myself 
Since now they both exist and I’m trying hard to keep them in the right places 
I don’t think anyone can live inside my head as I do
But then again surviving and loving it’s espetacular itself for me

terça-feira, 14 de agosto de 2018

Poema 213

Pode deixar tua escova de dente no banheiro 
Eu não tenho medo de ir depressa
Deixa também seu cheiro no meu travesseiro 
Enquanto antes de dormir a gente conversa 
Eu compro doces para de noite dividirmos 
As massagens podem ser cobradas a qualquer minuto 
Você lembra quando nós pensamos que existimos 
Individualmente e ao mesmo tempo juntos? 
Eu te mostro o céu e o caos que coexistem em mim 
Porque eu espero que isso seja sincero 
Curiosamente dessa vez não me é claro o fim
E me anima a surpresa do futuro incerto