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19h · 19
In times of hunger
Jude 19h
In times of hunger I will take you along
I will carry you on my wings
and fly into the night.
- carry you with me, towards the sun
and before you can cry
I will kiss you on both cheeks
          trace your tears all the way down.
          watch you fall asleep as I hum.

In times of hunger we will travel east
-you, guiding the way so clever-
where the sun waits lower, her rays lazily expecting us
and we live in daylight forever.
original in Dutch
Jude 19h
That she is, that she is
your breath catches and your heart quickens its pace.

You silence and choke,
the air flows heavy and slow,
slumbering poisonous above your head.

She lies there, just over there.
Her dark hair falling down like pouring rain,
drowning the grass,
It catches the light.

But she doesn't see you,
she is not there
       was not
       will not
               look at you.

You miss her, your miss her
How she talks
                 smiles.

It's not fair.
You're simply
                         not
                                there.
original in Dutch
4d · 32
As you lie
Jude 4d
As you lie heavy on my chest,
circled by the weeds and my
hands resting on your skin,
I believe I'm sinking through the matress.

And I find what I have been searching for.
I finally found
               lived
the dream
in daytime.
original in Dutch
4d · 93
I dream
Jude 4d
I dream of a woods
with a house in it's middle.
I dream of images
I do not dare to describe in daylight.
I dream of friends
that do not exist.

Sometimes I even dream about the future,
but it has been long since
I dreamt about love, or the sun.
It has been too long
since I dreamt about a laugh, or you.
original in Dutch
4d · 34
A certain beauty
Jude 4d
Open your eyes
Azure they shine
I want you nearer, closer, so I can touch,
But you are no longer mine.

There is a little house
Buried in my heart
It’s you who is wandering there, lost, almost like
You don’t know where to start.

Maybe it is better to run alone
Alongside the birds, on the grass
Because in such small space, your breath chatches,
Or it might be mine that has.

Give me a thought
I long to that space inbetween
You don’t understand my wanting to be lost, but I promise,
There hides a certain beauty in.
original poem in Dutch

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