Saturday 24 January 2009

Razones

What a sad beautiful day it is
to meet your projection before my yellow eyes
and all those miles i ran to escape you
leaned, bowed exhausted to me
in front of your knife you held against me
and my pulse for you
i declared peace
and kissed you with my eyes
what a paranormal im living
fisting to be unleashed violently
expelled from your vaginea of me
no room for love in your red red red room
inside your blue blue blue bed
And i came here to learn what you taught me
to live in the most beautiful fraud in the world
to be "Cinema is a fantasy we cannot but live in"
Sleep my darling, sleep in your only memory of me,
and ill sing you a lullabie to close your eyes,
open them later on on d, d, d,
Death, honey, Death...