I see.. I see.. the way.. the way.. feel…..

Look…

Doors..

Cave…

Mirror…

Jour…

Merry

Ahh…..

Linger me… the feel is genuine… heal….

Rook

Coors..

Shave…

Horror…

Our…

Sherry…

Ah….

Analyze this.. Feathers will not fly with earth and air

Laugh but do not smile…

Cheap is eye that reason with its pair…

Brawling for the extra mile…mile…

Caught in the snow of content, do not repent!

Cheers the sound of sleet crashing your ideas,

Creamy scope that needs yours bent!

Alive!! Rustic mellow the direful fleas …

Blank your spiritual like, reflects the garnish bloody lust…

Hasting for perpetual battling thirst, lips do must…

Ah….

Luring the faddy night of shock

Castling your issues so it won't rock! Break tha rock!

Faking.. Come on fake it!

I won't tell, if you became the lure that you can crack it!

Shall becomes the light that fables your dreams, no!...

Steals, and rips your soul into mellow torch, no!....

Chaotic attention.. wrath inside me!

It won't be long I will free.. I will reason to the….

Help won't come… it won't hurt…just a little more!

Fake.. fashion completion of blur… wore!!!

Cattle of mine will be beef for it sore…

Tweeting fingers grasps doom my lore ! my Lore!....

Warps the music from yourself, its June your damage!...

Hate.. hate! Will be my blessed cure I won't manage!

Break, break your salt in my mouth of wound

Shack the universe, mellow it found…

Yeahh its eyes smiles….lips bleeding a smile…

Care not for the understanding… your just a mile…

Ready for be walked.. Stepped on… run… ran….

Close your eyes, for to know breath…sun… you can…

Goodbye…

Waiting... never ending waiting for a moment.....

Lashing eyes that secretly wish for that hug.. that kiss...

So many feelings this sentiment...

This longing that you make me dream of bliss!...

I don't know where or what.. all I know is that you aren't here...

I don't think is fair or not I just want you here...

Right by my side, and hug me to delight!

You are.. you are my sweet light...

And she says... I love you... and all is well, all is good, its like hurricane came thru! Threw my soul, threw my feelings that smile, smile stupidly with miss... with care that won't risk...

How I miss... your kiss...

Where are you, from the other town...

Came here my love, take the bus, reaching us in the moonlight feelings...

The sun is long gone...

It's like the brimming on your own!

And you are here... all flaming alone...

Sacred moon that feels my body true...

Shading tree that owns my soul complete.....

I see roots that complete my velvet soul stylish blue..

No warm feeling that has been crush by these grape feet!

Snow flakes all over her sinuate tearing...

Wishing each time to grasp her heart!

Wanting... Feeding... Needing...

Stare at this shark!!!
 

I kiss my own lips, craving then with lust...

I bleed myself from sleep...

Feel the light is dust! ...
 

Awake my dawn, my pawn to absolute!

Puzzling your senses, your feelings start to creep...

Feel your ruling, astonishing sounding flute...
 

So much patience, so much hurt...

Why these eyes revenge for the hunt?

Kibbling your feeling into blurt...

Aching for ages, my soul became stunt 
 

.....
Light and fog, as sleep, as mint, as one day... Fight!

Do you remember, do you remember being in love?..

What a thrill, what a rush! ... Breaking each day in such mess!

Not knowing where it would end...never caring for the press...

Where's the love...
 

Do you remember, do your remember believing in yourself?

Raging each morning for the quest to be fed!

Grasping your veins or some shall be bled...

Why deny yourself...
 

Do you remember, do your remember being happy?

Why someone has to die!

Its kind like you can't cheat or beat, wrath for your weakling body can't tie...

Those you treasure shall be happy...
 

Stomp your ideas into that piece of paper...

Wrongly sing your own fable voice into the crowds of gray!

Once you deliver your taste for jasper...

Burning, consuming its light into the smooth flay...

Arouse yourself, touching your delight in the cold rain!

Boots that calls for walk... Walking to trash the pain...

Bow the string the storylines the events that pound your heart!

Spark... Spark the gloomy colours of some new era excuse for art...
 

Remember the end... is den!

Little mirror where are u? I'm falling and so are u!...and so are u!..

Don't deny it... the crowd is getting excited by u..
 

You.. you.. you .. you!!

I hate you!!! Everything that you stand is cruel!

Where are u? where are u?

Longing for dreams that never came true?.. bay lonely fool!...

Where are u? where are u?
 

The Clough that u wear, as if was your life...

Take the plunge, take the knife!...

Cut, cut your own dreams, and feelings they crisp your blurry mind

Never try to find...
 

You.. you.. you .. you!!

I hate you!!! Everything that you stand is cruel!

Where are u? where are u?

Longing for dreams that never came true?.. bay lonely fool!...

Where are u? where are u?
 

Grasping for the rude... waking the skeletons you have lived all this time..

Tic and tac, diving for something crude .. u shall never feel that lime...

Open your eyes!...

A sede de uma profunda revolução…..

A ilusão de uma solução…

E crês e acreditas e nunca vacilas…

Trevos fabris de uma fabula incongruente de aldeias e antigas vilas!
 

Medos que soluçam por agir e ferir…

Credos que grudam por um subtil sair…

Mas que? Que é feito da argilosa verdade…

Um trovão de chuva iminente que desperta bondade?
 

Calvície de pensamento que se espalha no grão colérico,

De algo que seja infinito, pelo qual nosso cérebro não consiga deslumbrar.

Arrasam vidas, acrescentam uns tostões a um dito rico…

Soltem as amarras deixem vibrar!!!
 

Coação de Normandia que febril existe num outrora pensamento,

Tantas lágrimas tanto… tanto lamento…

Para um dia brotar vidas em pleno desespero…

Os ceifados, as moças … cobardia de Nero!
 

São valores que nenúfares assentam suas bases…

Líquidos dispersos de soluções que simplesmente não se olvidam…

Rir é tão bom rir que afazes…

Não pensar é o pão que te dão!

É assim que a liberdade foge…na correria tropeça!

Naquele calafrio que vibra na impetuosidade de ser…

Aquando um som propaga um melodramático esquema que alguém lhe chama de peça…

Violentas imagens que não querem ter!

Zás madres, de uma lua ofendida num qualquer altar…

Cruzes e fios no qual a fé se desliga do amar…

És o salve, e um poca terra, que não faz som de relaxar…

Mais e mais sucumbidos… adeus ao respirar!

Calos que gretam a melodia de um sofrimento que reluz…

Sorrisos tão falso que esculpem seus corpos desnudados…

Para qual a vela entorna uma lágrima … foi-se a luz…

Brota a escuridão para a incompetência dos dados!

Forte tão forte esta mágoa que golpeia teu inevitável querer!

Prende, ata teus pulsos ensanguentados de mórbido prazer…

Calma que agita a melodia de palavras que não sussurram…

Cálida imagem de uma inocência agreste, mas tão livre de nada!

Mitras que tombam… seu corpo desnudada…

Lírios perdidos que numa manta muraram…

Luxúria de sentidos aquando a brisa acontece,

Mergulho na imensidão de uma outrem alma…

Assim… deliciosamente calma…

Fervilha os sentimentos e envolvente prece…

De ser mais e nunca desaparecer…

Imaginar, e assim perdidamente viver!

Como um grito que esconde o silêncio das frondosas vagas…

De qual seu corpo é a essência de um elixir que consome estas suaves bagas…

Tal delicadamente… tão fugaz…

Mordendo seus lábios de guloseima, entorna uma envolvente paz…

You just can't change the past…

Like a wind that has blown, and you know it won't last…

That sweet sorrow that rages your lucid mind…

Only to crumble, to the smooth passing kind…

Like a fortress that runs within a soul that seeks that perfection…

Only to cry … only the fade in some illusive temptation

Sometimes you just believe in a conscious that once you had…

Please give me yours … the eyes became storm…

That pellucid skin ravages lust in such form…

Ohhh… foggy night that covers a tanned lad!

Tigress is reason for the moon to shout!

Those lips um purple red that just went out…

Away onto the freezing whisper that foul's warm from fire…

Don't you see… its reason… its motive is desire…

Running towards a yell into the content faces…

There's light… there's an evening for its graces…