lunedì, febbraio 22, 2010

Mysteriet deg

Bjorn Eidsvag

du prate i vei om verdensrommets enorme dimensjoner
munnen løpe løpsk og auene e i brann
du tar meg med inn i nåken voldsomme, vidløftige visjoner
om uendelighet og svarte hål og Mars sitt svunne vann

men jag tänker på dom underbara ögona dina
på dina vackra händers perfekta fasong
och vad dom gör med mig när dom möter mina
som en fjäril blir fri från sin tråkiga kokong

eg tenke på mysteriet deg
og under øve alle under: at du elske meg

din iver är stor när du går på om Gud och religioner
du stoppar inte ens när du tar en klunk med vin
jag blir yr när du tar med mig inn i dina reflektioner
det glädjer dig att se mig uti tafattheten min

men eg tenke på dei nydelige formene dine
på brystene som duve når du e engasjert
på dei vakre hendene som søke mine
kor tent eg blir når du e deilig alterert

eg tenke på mysteriet deg
og under øve alle under: at du elske meg

eg e fortapt i deg men likavel heilt frelst
du kan få ka du vil av meg - når som helst
eg klar' ikkje å styra meg
eg begjære deg

eg tenke på mysteriet deg
og under øve alle under: at du elske meg

Stupid

The conclusion is that I have learned absolutely nothing!

What a waste of energy.

martedì, febbraio 09, 2010

Disease

Can't eat
Can't drink
Can't sleep
Can't breathe
Can't think

Feel nauseous

I can only be sick!

Prey of one's own medicine

Temptation is really hard to fight.

But how does one know if one is not being overly Judeo-Christian?!

mercoledì, febbraio 03, 2010

Have you ever?



From the performance of another amazing woman.

Glitter In The Air - Pink

Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?
Closed your eyes And trusted, just trusted
Have you ever Thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?
Have you ever looked fear in the face
And said I just don’t care

It’s only half past the point of No return
The tip of the iceberg
The sun before the burn
The thunder before lightning
The breathe before the phrase
Have you ever felt this way?

Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?
You’re whole life waiting on the ring to prove you’re not alone
Have you Ever been touched so gently you had to cry?
Have you ever invited a stranger to come inside?

It’s only half past the point of oblivion
The hourglass on the table
The walk before the run
The breathe before the kiss
And the fear before the flames
Have you ever felt this way?

There you are, sitting in the garden
Clutching my coffee,
Calling me sugar
You called me sugar

Have you ever wished for an endless night?
Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight
Have you ever held your breathe and asked yourself will it ever get better than tonight?

Love is love, but some say it best

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage... Lao Tzu

Thanks C.

Methamphetamine for the dependency

Just...



Everything - Michael Bublé

lunedì, febbraio 01, 2010

Right...

If it is so right, why does it hurt so much?