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Tekan Jan 2019
Leaving me wanting more
I reminisce your first sight
Not a single flaw
Everything just right

As you move on the dance floor
In the evening light
Four by four
Beats with a bite

I feel your energy roar
With all its might
I wanna see what els is in store
So I pop you an invite

"meet me at the door
I'm the lady in white

if you wanting your soul to soar
and ignite

Love youre
Delight"
Tekan Jan 2019
Doing what must be done just doesn't seem fun
As if there is nothing left to adore,
life seems like a bore.
Tekan Jan 2019
Being able to race through the maze
that makes up the human mind
Getting deeply entwined
slowly getting ****** in by the itnrest we find
The constant turnover
of topics you bring to our mind.

Helping me lose grip of reality
I start to feed the power of immortality
As the idea of time vanishes from my mind.

Creating some sort of cosmic vibration
that send shivers down my spine

I'm so lucky to call you mine.

You the definition of fine
Meaning, "of very high quality"
As stated in the dictionary of our time.

But, not everything can be defined
Somethings are simply indiscribable,
like the beauty you help people find
In all the cracks of their broken minds.
Helping us understand
The perfectness of imperfections.

You bring the sunshine in the day
and refelt on the moon at night
Forever spreading your light.

An inspiration to humanity
that you bring so naturally
Showing, some kind of meaning to life
Proving, that even a nihilist
can give meaning to life.

Leading by example
You break through the boundaries
of the impossiblities
That we so easily create in our heads.
Slowly giving life to a new generation.

So trust me when I say this
-because it's not just me-
That can forse
The legacy
You were born to be
Written for my lover
A peice inspired by his translation through his music
#nihilist
Tekan Jan 2019
Her
You spent hours getting lost in her eyes
Till eventually you found the soul that lay deep inside
But now knowing the path to her golden prize
You no longer spent hours getting lost in her eyes
Tekan Jan 2019
How simple am I.
Ten toes and two eyes.
No different am I.
Just a regular I.

Million like I ,just float on by.
Flowing in strong currents ,no escaping the I.

We see so little ,when we rushing in lines    Creating barriers between ,all the you's
And I's.

All of us ,due to reach the finish line.
Without a warning ,without a sign.

Yet... United we still push down the I.
With corruption and in spite

A soul stored within every individuals eyes:
Pain, grief and lies ,are seen by all eyes.

Yet... United we keep dividing ,each other's lives.
Kicking dust in our eyes ,while we run to the finish line.

So I ask, simply:
Why...
Do we constantly single out the I?

Can't you see!

Humanity!
Can be built up with I's ,You's and Me's!

So please;
Can we try to see within each other's eyes
and realize the lives in all soulful eyes.

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