I want to crawl beneath your blouse
Drown in your eyes
Make a splash in your creamy skin
Read your flesh with my finger tips
Taste every pore
Your fragrance like honey dew
The sheets could make a cocoon
Only two
Only moans
When I see you
When I see your smile
(It crooks)
I wonder
I day dream
And you still look like a mile away
Well…
Are you the simplest creature to roam about?
Is there a moment in time where seconds surpass hours?
Like a free loader that is just “crashing by”
Are you the one that needs some adjustment?
Black cats are not witches best friend
A witch best friend is the devil
Well…
I actually saw that on a show
Ultimately, pay no attention to what you see in tv
Are you an artist then? Or perhaps an atheist?
God roams about
But she is not the simplest creature
Are you certain that you live there?
Is not a state of mind, is just the mind playing tricks
I know a coin trick though
Hocus pocus shit, but I’m not a witch
No sir
Are you from Brazil, Spain, Italy or perhaps Japan?
Weird as it sound, I believe in a higher power
Are you sure you are not an artist?
Reality is a tricky thing
Dreams have a bigger landscape
I have seen you there, kiss you there
Are you real?
Well…
Are you?
Soñé con ella después de mucho tiempo
Mucho de hecho
Usualmente es un encuentro que no debía pasar
Pero sucede
Siempre termina en expiación
Una disculpa
Siempre me levanto soñando
Pero despierto
Una palabra
(Hola!)
Dos palabras
(Tus ojos hermosos)
Tres palabras
(Un suspiro)
Cuatro, cinco y seis
(Y el mundo da una vuelta)
Mudo
(Y estoy boca abajo y a tus pies)
Tartamudo
(Y comienza a trepar por tu cuerpo)
Esbozo una sonrisa
(Tu cabello como jazmín)
Y tú sonríes de lado
(Y ahí mi mundo se vuelve una nube)
Adiós
(O no?)
There is an organic resolution
A simple thought that is fed with illusions
And that always goes to heart, mind and liver
And that always resonates like the best drum solo ever
There is no denying it
There is no containing it
You may think you are malfunctioning
You are always malfunctioning
Don’t you see?
That’s life
That is each year passing by
One more loose screw
One more creaking bone
One lost neuron
One less year to reproduce
There is an organic resolution
“I will exercise more”
“I will find true love”
“I will be better”
“I will fuck everyone in the world”
That is your body, your heart, your brain and your reproductive system screaming that out loud
How equal is a good fit to a brave heart?
How to grow a pair when they are touching the ground?
How can silicone endure time?
The organic resolution comes with a prize
Time
It may spare you some change
But at the end, time gets the full fare
