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30 de junho de 2014

11 de junho de 2014

I wish I could afford

This is hidden love
Something that we used to play
Running up and down the stairs
Kisses down the porch

How do we spoke?
Settled all the basic terms
And figured out the limit age
For this love to stop

O oh, I wish I could afford your stupid charm, your stupid voice
O oh, I wish I could afford your stupid charm, your stupid voice

This is clumsy love
Something that we cannot race
Confusing as a burning chest
Competing for the crown

How do we spoke?
Ohhh, for this love to stop

O oh, I wish I could afford your stupid charm, your stupid voice
Oh, your stupid voice

O oh, I wish I could afford your stupid charm, your stupid
Ahhh ohh, I could afford your stupid charm, your stupid voice
O ho, I wish I could afford your stupid charm, your stupid voice

| john michael, russian red |

27 de maio de 2014

intensamente

“Extinguish my eyes, I'll go on seeing you.
Seal my ears, I'll go on hearing you.
And without feet I can make my way to you,
without a mouth I can swear your name.

Break off my arms, I'll take hold of you
with my heart as with a hand.
Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat.
And if you consume my brain with fire,
I'll feel you burn in every drop of my blood.”

― Rainer Maria Rilke

3 de maio de 2014


há amores e há amores maiores. que se colam à pele e ao movimento. que permanecem para lá das rotinas e dos afazeres. amores que se cruzam num caminho e que, deliberadamente, escolhemos para a vida. conscientes de que seremos melhores numa soma. há amores que nos deixam tranquilos porque sabem o seu lugar. ficam. e ficam. sabendo que é um privilégio a sua existência. cheers*