"Let me, let me
Let me in
inside your heart"

"Show me, Show me
Show me how to let you
inside my heart"

"Let me, let me
Let me see
you smile"

"Show me, Show me
Show me how to
smile"

"Let me, let me
Let me see
your soul"

"Show me, Show me
Show me how to open up
my soul"

"Look at me, look at me
Look at me and see:
I show you what I feel,
just do the same to me!"

"Teach me, teach me
Teach me how to trust
Someone that much,
without being judged!"

what i feel when i look at you is
a combination of scratched skin and
dry lips with a taste of transparent
liquor,
what i want to feel is blue  nights
and a heart with a temperature like
you soaked my bones with gasoline
and set it on fire afterwards
i want to eat sunrises every morning
so many sunrises that it fills my
lungs with orange nuances until
you forget about the clouds above
i want to hear the sound of you
breathing, every breathe you'll ever
breathe
so much that i can feel it to each
fingertip and smell it in my hair
on a sunday morning
so much that i can feel it around my
metal pastel heart

I can taste your bones in my mouth
decadent, exhausted

you peeled my skin back
and watched me burn brighter than the skyline on fire
pierced reds pulsing pitch

I left the morning with my head on your pavement
staring into nothing

Hard to miss, you can take me home.
I'd rather be anyone than to be alone.
Marlboro-stained teeth
have my lips controlled.
Don't mistake the chemicals
for our souls.

I move with the waters inside your ribcage.
Because when I drown in you,
it's the perfect place.

Softly, please, taking off our clothes:
I can see the kisses that have left holes.
You've been acid-washed
by love that wasn't stronger.
Take off your armor,
so you can stay here longer.

Your face is as cold
as the place I found you in.
You can let go of the hurt
trapped beneath your skin.

I keep warm in your fire that beats fast.
To be alone with you, it to be, at last.

Hard to miss, I will take you home.
You can be anyone, rather than be alone.
Remove your shoes, but not your heart.
You can stay here, as our world falls apart.

you saying my name again
even through chapped lips
would be enough
to set me on fire with some burning desire
to throw myself to you

the wolves

         i can't remember what your voice
         is like
         but the wind through the trees
         might be a good
         representation
         and the eyes that would laugh
         at me
         with me
         can't be the same now
         as they were then
         the sky isn't as blue
         and it gets its color from you
        
         *my air

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A rough ramp,
too many edged stones on the surface
she is walking on the ramp with booted a high pencil heel
we see her speed, her fashion
we say that it's her smartest move
even her body language shows the beauty
but it's true that one of us sitting there doesn't care her at all

The flowers are on the fire,
blooming throughout the garden
too many colors, coloring the spring
so much aroma appealing around
either the bees are buzzing or not
growing itself through the nature
either we are caring those or not

Birds are flying around the sky
they are highly ambitious
sometimes they fly over the dark clouds
yet they are unclogging their feathers throughout the sky
until the clouds are breaking into the water
showing that they don't care about the height of the heaven
even you see their stunning diving or not

When it's an amazing raining
maybe you are walking toward the horizon
who is shining sharply within the rainbow?
the little boy is enjoying through the window!
its a playful beauty beyond
It doesn't care about thee
either we are looking, caring or not

Boys are barefooted,
walking on the broken glasses,
bleeding blood on the floor
making spot on the spaces
they are running within the daydreams
now they don't care about anything
****! we never wish to care them at all  

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Musfiq us shaleheen

These dead stares across the shopping mall
Wouldn't I care if I could have them all
Fingerpainting these eyes
**** photos: camera shutter sighs

But her breath is morse code
And my words are falling
Her dial tone dilates
As her moans are calling

She fell in love with a filter
And I fell in love with someone's daughter
We took pictures in the summer time
And she threw them into the water

When she lies, her cheeks flush
She swears that she doesn't care much,
as she sits in her underwear
with a light grin and a heavy heart.

She felt her pulse by the bed light
She was sad that she was alright
I watched her paint her dad on fire
while holding infant her.

I heard the window shatter
She never said what was the matter
I found her on the driveway,
broken like a family picture frame