I feel easy shaking under my skin.
I want to jump out,
to become free!
Help me!
You know that, as well as he,
he gives life to the music
and you can give it to me.
Tonight I need space
I want to give myself to your fingers
and let you to take the best of me
like he out of the guitar.
I don’t mind even pain,
because beauty is expensive.
Take me,
I’m surrendering to your touch
and make place in reality
for this impossible energy
that wants to fly out of me.
Don’t say it’s love –
just play!
Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 6:59 AM UTC
I feel easy shaking under my skin.
I want to jump out,
to become free!
Help me!
You know that, as well as he,
he gives life to the music
and you can give it to me.
Tonight I need space
I want to give myself to your fingers
and let you to take the best of me
like he out of the guitar.
I don’t mind even pain,
because beauty is expensive.
Take me,
I’m surrendering to your touch
and make place in reality
for this impossible energy
that wants to fly out of me.
Don’t say it’s love –
just play!
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