nonya

nonya Mar 2019

I feel a little sleepy
imagining tousled fluffy sheets
cold air kissing my cheeks
just lay my head for a short time
long dreams and a blissful wake
wouldn't it be absolutely divine?

Breathing silently
admiring the peace quietly
with no responsibilities or anxiety
i can't hear the tears
in my deep sleep.

#sleep

nonya Mar 2019

It's fun always

cha cha cha
our feet tangle with the beat
thighs blur rhythmically and our hips
don't stop moving
on an on until the güira drones to nothing

one two one two
our sweaty palms don't mean a thing
keep my hand in yours as we sway
with gentle movements
we maintain the dream until the silence breaks us

bang bang bang
our spastic movements make the room spin
tangled hair flashes like human strobes
breathing gets harder
but we'll only stop when the lights die

#dance #fun

nonya Feb 2019

Tell Me What It Is

How many ways can it be said
A beating heart, the sweaty palms
A repetitive buzzing ringing through your head
Isn't it always the same

Isn't it always the same?
The boring circulation of the same old things
The boring reiteration of the same old flings
Tell me again what it is

Is it good?
Is it bad?
Is it exciting?
Is it sad?

How does it even matter
That universal experience we've all had
That familiar endless chatter
Of the same old feeling

I got bored at the end, and I got a little angry this morning

— The End —