«Nas tuas mãos começa o precipício»

| Luís Miguel Nava, Vulcão I |

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Your softly spoken words

Release my whole desire

Undenied

Totally

And so bare is my heart, I can't hide

And so where does my heart, belong

Beneath your tender touch

My senses can't divide

Ohh so strong

My desire

For so bare is my heart, I can't hide

And so where does my heart, belong

Now that I've found you

And seen behind those eyes

How can I

Carry on

For so bare is my heart, I can't hide

And so where does my heart, belong

Belong

Belong

Belong

| Undenied, Portishead |

sussurrante

nalgum lugar em que eu nunca estive, alegremente além 

de qualquer experiência, teus olhos têm o seu silêncio: 

no teu gesto mais frágil há coisas que me encerram, 

ou que eu não ouso tocar porque estão demasiado perto

teu mais ligeiro olhar facilmente me descerra 

embora eu tenha me fechado como dedos, nalgum lugar 

me abres sempre pétala por pétala como a Primavera abre 

(tocando subtilmente, misteriosamente) a sua primeira rosa

ou se quiseres me ver fechado, eu e 

minha vida nos fecharemos belamente, de repente, 

assim como o coração desta flor imagina 

a neve cuidadosamente descendo em toda a parte;

nada que eu possa perceber neste universo iguala 

o poder de tua imensa fragilidade:cuja textura 

compele-me com a cor de seus continentes, 

restituindo a morte e o sempre cada vez que respira

(não sei dizer o que há em ti que fecha 

e abre; só uma parte de mim compreende que a 

voz dos teus olhos é mais profunda que todas as rosas) 

ninguém, nem mesmo a chuva,tem mãos tão pequenas

| e.e.cummings |

little things

 

Hiding Tonight

Tomorrow I'll be quicker

I'll stare into the strobe light flicker

And afloat I'll stay

But I'm quite alright hiding today

Tomorrow I'll be faster

I'll catch what i've been chasing after

And have time to play

But I'm quite alright hiding today

And I will play the coconut shy

And win a prize even if it's rigged

I won't know when to stop

And you can leave off my lid, and i won't even lose my fizz

I'll be the polkadots type

I'll know the way back, if you know the way

But if you are, I am quite alright, hiding today

Tomorrow i'll be stronger, running colourful

No longer just in black and white

And i'm quite alright hiding tonight

And i will have a game on the coconut shy

And win a prize even if it's rigged

I won't know when to stop

And you can leave off my lid, and i won't even lose my fizz

I'll be the polkadots type

I'll probably swim through a few lagoons

I'll have a spring in my step

And i'll get there soon

To sing you a happy tune, tomorrow

And you better bring a change of clothes

So we can sail our laughing pianos along a beam of light

But I'm quite alright

Hiding tonight

chemistry*

* the emotional or psychological interaction between two people, especially when experienced as a powerful mutual attraction

pure & simple

Oscar Wilde dixit

hidden in her eyes there's a...

… and a warm gun