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"universum" poems
She rubs the night onto her eyes In her dish sized eyes, tiny moons shine She's a galaxy girl A world all her own And you know you want her But all you can do is revolve around her She grinds up meteors, hoping for a **** Her coffee *** is filled with Saturn smoke She's a galaxy girl A world all her own And you lay awake and think about her But all you can do is revolve around her Inside her chest, a black hole sits Aurora borealis pours out her fingertips She's a galaxy girl A world all her own And you can't stand the longing for her But all you can do is revolve around her The stars form her body, her face, her hips Kissing space directly on the lips She's a galaxy girl A world all her own You are a million aeons away from her And all you can do is revolve around her
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Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 12:34 PM UTC
das Universum ist aber eine Frau
http://prezi.com/lf50ud2c7bc1/das-universum-ist-aber-eine-frau/
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Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 3:44 PM UTC
das Universum ist aber eine Frau (Remade)
Esta noche te cruzan verdes, rojas, azules, rapidísimas luces extrañas por los ojos. ¿Será tu alma? ¿Son luces de tu alma, si te miro? Letras son, nombres claros al revés, en tus ojos. Son nombres: Universum, se iluminan, se apagan, con latidos de luz de corazón. Universum. Miro; ya sé; ya leo: Universum cinema, ocho cilindros, saldo de blanco junto a las estrellas. Te quiero así inocente, toda ajena, palpitante en lo que está fuera de ti, tus ojos proclamando las vívidas verdades de colores de la noche. Las compraremos todas cuando se abran las tiendas, ahora mismo -Universum cinema-, cuando bese las luces de tu alma, sí, las luces, anuncios luminosos de la vida en la noche, en tus ojos.
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I seeketh that vehement hospitality Nothing shy All open With one proud to be I'm sick of dreams I'm sick of screams Like a baby with no milk I seeketh one For this blood to be spilt And her to pump this broke choked heart No jokes No farce No remorse No darts Crumbling Mine brain is swelled by clotted destruction I canst function Sick and disgusted by these wanting's of hands to stroke mine face A separate place Wherein no man doth enter Wherein me and her are the center Of ourn own universe!!!
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Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
nostri suum universum( ourn own universe) latin tongue