#vino
Dos personas con pelos rubios
Una niña y un hombre
Caminando en la biblioteca
Un beso en el piso
¿Buscando para que conocen?
El amor, sí el amor
Nieve nieve
No puede devolver en casa
Duerme en esta cama
Nieve nieve
Películas del gobiernos argentino y Iran
Te amo te amo
Escuchando de josh pyke
Tocarías la guitarra y piano
Comiendo la pasta de tus manos
El vino, más besos
El mar, nadar
Ríes
España
Llorando
Y entonces
Ahora
Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 4:38 AM UTC
I've read all my readings and
I'm watching an episode of
Skins and I'm trying to settle
the copious amounts of vino
I've consumed over the last
5 hours while I lie in bed waiting for
you to reply with an answer of
whether I should leave my bed to
meet you so that I can be in your
bed or if I should just keep lying
here watching this episode of
Skins and consume a little bit more
vino before I fall nervously into a
lonely slumber
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 11:30 PM UTC
Esto es lo que siento. Esto es lo que siento. El porqué lo puedo sentir y no decir no lo sé. No entiendo y si pido explicación, sé que se me enterrarán las espinas, las espinas de esa flor— su aroma dulce, sus pétalos en la oscuridad.
Oh, que mucho arde el vino cuando no sabemos qué es.
Sep 26, 2019
Sep 26, 2019 at 3:14 AM UTC
Poorly holding up to the harsh assault
Mal reggendo all’aspro assalto
well, if that's so, aight,
and this is the test, we took it,
what would ya thank for that, eh?
Heavy metal, anvils are the archetype,
before Iron Horses and world tying steel
industrial spirit to try like hell
to move a mountain told to move,
ai, we had a form of free press, indeed
and steam, bound in cylinders ground
and smoothed to specs a micron or two
from perfectly round, squared center to edge,
by pi, the idea, we need
to make compassion,
compass me round about, and think me mad,
with deep and sensitive gentle assurance,
ai, we made the crossing, we're on
the other side.
I'm not, I am a little drunk.
Rare state, feels familiar, kind of rejuvenating.
Wisdom smiles on those who try,
and try again.
Remember all this is after we won heaven,
by being invincibly ignorant as to why not.
Oct 24, 2024
Oct 24, 2024 at 10:10 PM UTC
I say "I’m somewhat of a poet or at least I like to write”
I tell her “I even have an account”
“Do you post under your real name?” She asks
“Hell no!”I quickly responded
“I used to write in middle school. I used to really enjoy it” She said
“But do you have an account?” I joke
Then we both laughed
Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 1:25 AM UTC