The Truth

If I write about it, it's because I can't talk about it.

Give Me

Give me culture
Give me harm
Give me the way you are
But don't make this a joke

You know the reason I hate you
It's because I never stopped loving you

Give me yourself
Give me a hand
Give me the best of the bad
But don't make this a lie

You know the reason I don't care about you
It's because I overcared too much all these years

Give me danger
Give me your lips
Give me all I ever wanted
But don't make this all you ever wanted

You know the reason I can't stand you
It's because I can stand for us over and over
And over again.

You're more than a friend
Less than a lover
So who are you?
You have your inner issues
So you can't accept you in your own way
Let me help you
But I don't like you
Or maybe I do like you
But you make things hard
Very hard
Why?
Why keep this
Or playing games
Let's be us
I want it
Or I don't want it
You have to tell

So The Future Came...

I want everybody to know who I am, I give clues all the time. But when I think again,
I become to fear what the future will bring if I keep this. I mean, even tomorrow is a blur, who knows ten years from now? I hate myself when I think too much, and I've been doing a lot of thinking these days. Where do I go now? Is it right or wrong? Will I see all these peolple again? More than never I've been feeling this nostalgia sensation. Why yesterday was better than today, or last year was better than this one? I remember when I was a child. Everything was so easy? "So", you might say, "you are afraid of growing up? Well, you should grow up. After all, thw worst thing is to grow up old." I wanna grow. With some tenderness and care. Not a family or a friend care, because I have a lot of this. I want a different care. The care that gives warm embraces at night , the kisses of a wet lip craving for more. I want to travel in bodies, make my way to understand myself. I have issues. So do you. And maybe I think too much. Well, whatever. So the future came, and now it is here, waiting for me, and it will never left until I come aboard. Do you wanna go on this ride?

All This Ever Will Be

I'm not aware
I'm not prepared
Will it get to a point ever?
All I see is the end before knowing the beggining
And as much as I want to change, I know this is what it is.

It is what it is (Period)

A Constant Dream

You must be the Michelangelo's David getting into life
Or a Liberace painting stepping out the frame
Whatever you may like to be
I'll be here waiting your hands to caress me as longer as you may like

Scratching my back
Pulling me against the wall
Against the window
Against the stairs
Against the table
Against the floor
Against everyone and everything but towards you

The sweating gives me pleasure
When your beard touchs my body I chill
And when we dive in sheets
Beetween legs, beetween arms
I can't see when your body ends and mine begins

We breath, we open our mouths
We dance, we go up and down
Forward and south
I have your chest in my back
Your smell in my skin
Your eyes fitting all is mine

With a sudden move
I shut my eyes
So that I can wake up
Again

Sea Of Rainbows

Till some heart breaks in two
And give one part to me
I'll be here
Waiting for the rainbow to come
And leave all the mess behind

Till some hand touches me
And give me the fear of a touch
I'll be here
Waiting for the rainbow to come
And leave all the mess behind

I'm hoping
Hoping for the sea
The sea that never comes and always goes
Maybe someday [a random day]
It will come and will never go
Just for a never ending day