hide inside the bone
you can't see me
because I'm gone

run and hide
leap and fly
try harder
alibi

eventually,
you'll come back to me

what was it
that ashamed us so badly?
we tried to build God
just to make heaven heavier

shifting shapes and shifting faces
born with so many unbound disgraces
and nobody dares to care,
infamous sons of St. Who's cathedral

you lack soul
you think you're a king
you're the greatest shame
you lack vision
you lack you
you're all doomed
I don't want to be like you
I hate you
you lack soul

god-like fingers
I could kiss you
twice in a lifetime

god-like feature
I want to see you
in my doorframe
4 am

god-like lips
I can hear you
almost say
what I wish for

god-like eyeballs
saturn ringing
bells on my own
holy chapel

god-like flavour
can I taste it?
just a sip of
you perfect soul

turn the weather
turn me over
turn the table
make me stutter

you're everybody and everyworld to me

words burst out
all of a sudden

it's a need
therapy
pill
art

creek
ocean
cloud

glass
body
soul

like warm water
I'll become
shapeless

you're ultramarine blue
floating all around

you're midnight blue
drunk and comforting

you're space blue
infinitely deep

and I'm a spaceship
and I'm cruising
and getting lost
in this fake space solitude
that is you

getting lost in you

you lit me up
and I'm burning

clumsy little lighter
burst me into flames
watch me melt
and laugh
and love me
while I stare into your violet soul
so calm
stable

twilight sky
with a tiny flaming butterfly

you're no stranger
but I just can't
hold you closer
than this

lock me up
inside of you
warm cradle

where I will be nothing more
than a hungry soul
that feeds on your grayness

and you will be nothing more
than air
and I will breathe
deeply
madly...
deeply

all the boys
all around town
                         ashes

laughter is gone
it's all about sad songs
                         dead bodies

sorrow
gray
rain

you feed on broken hearts
you are proud of it
and you won't stop
until you get yours broken too

this feeling of wasted days
never leaves me

come back
will you?

laying under darkened skies
laughing all night
remembering
how we pretend we were still alive

the time we wasted
thinking things would be alright
and tell me how you still
consider your ignorance a curse
and how you wave goodbye
to your hometown

be careful, darling
we might get lost
and let each other down

can I drink the poison alone?
can I make you feel home?
can I be your in-between?
I'm thankful for what I've seen
It has been quite a while now
still I'm breathing you somehow

it's not about hating things you do
I don't care about these things
I just want to show you my flowers
my words
my soul
so you can love me like I don't

you and me
we don't need any rhymes
anyone can see
I fall for you
just like a rotten tree

I'll be the patterns of your underwear
They won't be nothing, we don't care
Your heat is the only cure
For this loneliness that I can't bear

touching your skin once again
tasting your body once again
seeing your smile once again
hearing your voice once again
breathing you in once again

Oh, my...
this must be heaven
for I can truly say
I've never experienced full happiness in my whole life
until now

all these thoughts locked inside
my mind its such a terrible place
oh my, what a mess
and I can never fix it up
it gets messier everyday
there is nothing I can do
it's hot as hell
hell is in my head
and I show you a little bit
of my very own hell
everyday.

It's kinda funny
how much love I have
storming through my hell

here is your birthday present:
my apologies.
I never mean to
but I make you sad
and it makes me sad too.
I'm sorry for the mess
that I sometimes turn you into

"the road  to hell is paved with good intentions"
thank you for being, more than anything,
my dearest friend
and for bringing me up
a little closer to heaven

suddenly, I understand
or at least, I think I do
it's all a terrific joke
we all laugh on the foresight
of our iminent end

"Future... what future?"
What do they know?
Absolutely nothing
I'm not alone
I have my shadow
and when the hour comes
we'll laugh ourselves to tears.

No future for us.

lets jump over this wall
find out by ourselves
that everything has changed

but not us.
The same young lovers that we will always be
shelters
nest
respect
***
heat
hair
lips

and kisses. Physical or spiritual kisses.
Oh my twisted little darling
your mind is the most beautiful garden
I've ever seen

I don't even know
how I came to this
the way you make me feel
overcomes anything

your absence is painful
dries me out
makes me hollow

thanks for filling me up
by just looking at me

your soul is like the night sky
so deep, constellated
silent, yet with a beautiful sountrack
emotional vibrations
that echoes in my eyes
the flattered eyes that reflects your soul
so calm and so inviting
just like the night sky

a falling star...
I'm just a falling star
in the navy blue sky of your soul

staring at you
among the neon lights
your smile turns blue
as you stare me back
you know, I could look at you for years
I could kiss you for weeks
I could crack without
the days beside you...
I'm cracking right now

all these chords that compose
the song that is you
the F of the way you hide your face when embarrassed
the G of the way you look at people across the street
the C of the smell of your breath in a Thursday afternoon
I'm not a poet, a musician even less
but I may be kind of a beggar
when I beg of you
don't forget me
or let your music fade out
of my rainy days

don't you ever doubt it
you have my purest feeling
I've fallen from your lips
I've seen the depts of your pupile
and I thought I was the greatest misanthropist
until I found you

lets just cuddle up
for years and years
and let people call it
"forever"

let me drown
in the sea of blankets
that is your bed
sing with the whales
of the patterns of your sheets
and lie wide awake through the night
just listening to the silence of your breathing
the sound of your soul
the smile of our souls
sailing side by side
in the sea of blankets
that is your bed

pretty girl
let me taste what's in your head
and you hold in the tip of your tongue
because I have some bad ideas
involving you, me, and your dress
lying in my bedroom's cold floor