Monday, March 12, 2012

Power shift.

One day, you wake up and realize that they also have the power to hurt you.
-How is it possible?-you ask. - I thought I was the only one who had that power. With this realisation , many more will come. Like the time you told them the sky was blue, just to make them happy...they told you the World was round to make you happy. To you, the sky is white,and to them, the World is cubic.
All those times you looked them in the eye, and told them you loved them when you weren't sure? They knew, and did exactly the same.
Remember that time you hugged them and said it would be alright, when you knew it would only get worse? They pretended to believe you, and hugged you right back. And yesterday, when you passed them on the street ,closed your eyes and became invisible until they passed you? Well, they looked at you with your eyes closed, frozen like a statue, but they didn't see you.
The next day, you wake up and feel like a fool.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Skin / Pele


White skin, milky skin
where I lose myself, where I find myself
Soft skin, tattooed skin
the skin that I bite, totally untouched
It tastes like the beach,it tastes like soil
It feels like I´ve sailed it before
It feels like I´ve explored it before
Red eyes, honey eyes
orange eyes...how can I look at you and not touch you?

Pele branca, pele de leite
em que me perco e me encontro
pele macia, pele tatuada
a pele que mordo, totalmente intocada.
Sabor a praia, sabor a terra
É como se já aqui tivesse navegado
é como se já te tivesse explorado
Olhos vermelhos, olhos cor de mel,
olhos laranja...como te ver, sem te tocar?

Monday, February 13, 2012

Paradox / Paradoxo


All of a sudden it´s like everything makes sense. Like what happened before becomes what happened after, and the after became a distant Past...a Past that I don´t know because it still didn´t happen.


E de repente, é como se tudo fizesse sentido. Como se o antes fosse o depois,e o depois se tornasse num passado distante...um passado que não conheço porque ainda não aconteceu.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

To My Love...

Your eyes are deeper than the Ocean, I don´t know how to swim.
I would love to drown in them, and fight with your tears with promises of never letting them fall down your face.
Your eyes shine like stars, I want them to light my way on the darkest nights and show me the way to go.
Your smile is so honest .
Your heart is so pure , I wish I could take care of it for all eternity.
My eyes can only look at you, they will only cry for you. My smile is because of you, my heart is yours.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Not there.


I heard a whisper last night, so I followed it. It took me to a very familiar place, but the faces there, were from a more recent time and it didn´t make sense for them to be there. I went to my favorite water fountain and drank some cold water, and that´s when the truth start unveiling in front of my eyes...is that the whisper again? I see her, she´s there but she isn´t...everybody passes her by and they don´t seem to see her since she disapeared last time. I see her because she wants to be seen by me, but why me? How could I help her? Rumor had it, that last time everybody saw her, she was fading away , but I always saw her very clear. She took me through her last steps...I heard her sing ,as loud as her lungs alowed her too, and someone didn´t like it so they took her away, she screamed and sang at the same time as if she was enjoying to piss this people off. One person became three, three became eight, eight became fifteen, and they all surronded her while she made sure her voice was heard...this rebelious act made them very angry and they beat her up until there wasn´t anything left...not even a hair. I ran to them to make them stop, but my movements were in slow motion and they couldn´t hear me or see me because I wasn´t really there. I cried, and when I showed emotion one of them saw me, I recognized him and he recognized me... he looked at me with his sharp evil eyes and told me I was too late. I knew I wasn´t late, it´s never too late to tell the truth.

Monday, November 21, 2011

Shadow

The warm shadow of the Sun consumes me, and gives me goosebumps.
I never thought something warm could make me feel cold.
I bet this is what lovers feel, when they have to be away from each other...they feel the warmth of love but the coldness of the distance. The only thing that eases the pain is knowing that the same Sun that shines for me, shines for you too. I send you messages via the Light and I know they are all delivered everytime I think about your smile.
I love looking at you through a memory curtain that separates us, and when I touch it , it dissipates and there we are, together again, dancing to the music of our bodies. Can you hear it? It´s the sweetest melody, the most amazing sound coming from such a real place. A place that is only real for those who have loved with no fear, those who love day by day, those who love unconditionaly.
Even the shadow of the night doesn´t scare me when we´re apart, because in a very deep way you are the shadow of the night that takes me safely to my dreams and there I can meet you, and once again we´ll dance the night away...

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Soul Music


It was a cold quiet night, to quiet if you asked her. So silent she could hear her heartbeat... which could only mean one thing: it was time to go.

She didn´t pack a bag, didn´t even bother to get dressed. Her mind was naked and so was she.

She went outside and felt invisible: no one looked at her and no one could see her, so she started heading towards the cliff.

She walked for miles and miles, her feet were bleeding from all the sharp rocks she stepped on but that didn´t stop her. Slowly , her feet became numb and felt like two heavy stones...still, she kept pacing to the cliff.

When she finally got there, her whole body had turned into a moving stone. She sat on the edge of it and thought about jumping: how would she jump, and if it would make sense to jump if she didn´t feel anything. She thought so much about every possibility that she didn´t even realize that 8 hours had gone by.

That was until something woke her up from her trance:

"Could it be?" -she was hearing that music...that music that came from a special soul,and it was getting closer and closer.

She kept staring straight ahead to the cliff, knowing that this was the kind of music she could trust.

Quickly ,the stone started cracking and her body started turning soft and warm, to a point where she was able to crack a smile. When she felt the music breathing behind her ,she closed her eyes and heard him whisper:

"I see you...I´m not going anywhere."

When she opened her eyes, there it was: the Sunrise.