The Greatest

We didn´t know that we had it all. And it is December already. The weather is warm. I keep talking about this sun that doesn't surrender. I think I like it here. I like it better than what I used to say. I light a candle in my room. The shadows are dancing on the wall. I miss rock n'roll & concerts. I guess that´s why I love this song. I guess that I'm burned out after all.

The Silence

I don´t wanna waste time. Anatomically proved that you don't need me. Why do I desire the space? All the leaves of November already in the floor. Sounds like the birds are away, after the sun. Leaving all the silence behind. The earth is breathing. I look up the sky to try to see how can I fly way. And there is something that the rain wants to say. Or it's only you, still close, all the time while I stay. 

Read All About It

I really do mean every word. I don't need to hide it away. It is my story, your story. One cross and one word in hebrew. The chance. The will. We´re just breaking some rules to live. Our voices meeting in other places. I would scream about the future of our story. Nobody is afraid of wrong words. If life is written by us. They can read all about it/ Read all about it here. 

Love and Hate

Love and Hate. Most of the times, perhaps something in between, internal. And until the end of the days, your eyes anchored on me. One sign in the middle of the night. One moment to look at the waves, wrapping themselves, before arriving onshore, faiting. One light to leave the desert behind. One taste in your mouth. No limits for the time we have together. So big the trust never said. And one touch in your warm skin. The joy of the wooden cross across boarders. Our blood alive, singing. And then, silence. One thought from me to you. Mind to mind, blind. Most of the times, perhaps only love. One word in my wrist, eternal. 

Indaco

You carried the word within your soul, your faith. In the suitcase, the clothes, shoes, and books. Memories of red mountains. And, on leaving, those notes like bells: Ring the bell. Who is there? You and me. There is no other way. I have to think first, then exchange a few words. And speak in English. In that less choky style of being in the middle, together.

Perfect Darkness

Perfect Darkness. Today's update of the perfect state of the world: Tree of Logic silenced after elucidating against the Germany progree towards darkness. Deep water a little deeper then you thought. Then, Dan Pena advices. But why should we measure success by the money we make? Maybe just listening the possibility of knowing better, being able to achieve goals is more than the project, is the clearest dream.