i wrote about civilizations and greed
in order to scent creatures
scent and greed
friends are hidden between the
river's sparkling
hidden on the river like pearls
i don't know if you know
what i'm talking about
but that's fine my man
but that's fine baby
we simply have to ask brother
we simply have to ask sister
if we need answers for our longing
they are sitting by the tracks
close to the trains
they're always there
always: i promise you
don't be scared baby
i promise you:
they are always there
like moon and sun
like a being being overall
in our past present and future
a wonderful power; in my son's
colorful bible it's called
"I-AM-THERE"
do you understand that?
can you grasp it?
many african-americans say
"you feel me?" in order to
express and share something
(much love to omar devone little)
on my chest there is a tattoo
the one you copied
in an hour made of
shadows
scent and greed
i wanted that
i wanted that you come to me
among the shadows
beneath the greed
above the scent
in a moment of "you feel me"
our skins were sparkling
our souls were glowing
as we felt each other more
knowingly and more deeply
as ever before
we were two halves
overfilled with the longing of
our childhoods
so i had to come into you
you needed me to be inside of you
and we felt each other
more deeply as ever before.
we arrived:
at an old little house by the sea
green rusty window shutters
it's never cold there like florida
close to the waves you know
this old little house by the sea
it's always warm there
not far there is a train station:
where we find the brothers and sisters sitting by the tracks
we had arrived.
Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 12:21 PM UTC
i wrote about civilizations and greed
in order to scent creatures
scent and greed
friends are hidden between the
river's sparkling
hidden on the river like pearls
i don't know if you know
what i'm talking about
but that's fine my man
but that's fine baby
we simply have to ask brother
we simply have to ask sister
if we need answers for our longing
they are sitting by the tracks
close to the trains
they're always there
always: i promise you
don't be scared baby
i promise you:
they are always there
like moon and sun
like a being being overall
in our past present and future
a wonderful power; in my son's
colorful bible it's called
"I-AM-THERE"
do you understand that?
can you grasp it?
many african-americans say
"you feel me?" in order to
express and share something
(much love to omar devone little)
on my chest there is a tattoo
the one you copied
in an hour made of
shadows
scent and greed
i wanted that
i wanted that you come to me
among the shadows
beneath the greed
above the scent
in a moment of "you feel me"
our skins were sparkling
our souls were glowing
as we felt each other more
knowingly and more deeply
as ever before
we were two halves
overfilled with the longing of
our childhoods
so i had to come into you
you needed me to be inside of you
and we felt each other
more deeply as ever before.
we arrived:
at an old little house by the sea
green rusty window shutters
it's never cold there like florida
close to the waves you know
this old little house by the sea
it's always warm there
not far there is a train station:
where we find the brothers and sisters sitting by the tracks
we had arrived.
Thank you, Lorraine, DP and Melancholy of Innocence for your answers to my question. And for your wonderful poems.
Thank you, OCB Relax Music, for creating music of calm and peace.
Today is a good day.
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