Si cantar y cantar
y volar y volar
hojitas al mar
sin tanto llorar
pestañitas al viajar
vienes?
© Liza Lindmark
martes, 31 de julio de 2007
Ode to Be
Two roofs
always on the run
to floors
just for fun
Inside
taste the wine
oustside
taste the salt
You move
you sway
you call
and I stay
Is it real
are you here for keeps
its not a secret
you give me the creeps
Be it
Swallow all this darkness
wish it
make me whole again
Smiling eyes
they looked for me
well, im right here
and so you better be
© Liza Lindmark
lunes, 30 de julio de 2007
Sigues aqui
En el fuego
se quedo
Tu sonrisa
quieta
Tu magia me estremece
tu voz
que enardece
Luego abro los ojos
y la calma
regresa
© Liza Lindmark
se quedo
Tu sonrisa
quieta
Tu magia me estremece
tu voz
que enardece
Luego abro los ojos
y la calma
regresa
© Liza Lindmark
Your last breath in me
Like dark clouds you left moist sorrow around me
Just breathing at times my heart seams to float.
Not the same,
but not worse.
Lilac scents are just a dream now
Pondering till they come and take me too.
The right thing,
the right time,
just in time.
Boiling thoughts soothe me once more,
then bring me ice.
Not what I needed, not what I wanted,
just a marshmallow of what I thought was for me.
All was lost
between here and there
Hard addiction taking place.
My red inside no longer recalls
the leaves swaying in your wind.
The tingly spice is gone,
Still, I cant find a better way
to fly.... yet.
Time to let go,
if only.
An eternal geyser of bubbly memories
comes out when you least expect it.
To see you in your sleep again
would be my time
to say goodbye to you
and every inch that i used to love
Lets say goodbye, head to toe
© Liza Lindmark
Just breathing at times my heart seams to float.
Not the same,
but not worse.
Lilac scents are just a dream now
Pondering till they come and take me too.
The right thing,
the right time,
just in time.
Boiling thoughts soothe me once more,
then bring me ice.
Not what I needed, not what I wanted,
just a marshmallow of what I thought was for me.
All was lost
between here and there
Hard addiction taking place.
My red inside no longer recalls
the leaves swaying in your wind.
The tingly spice is gone,
Still, I cant find a better way
to fly.... yet.
Time to let go,
if only.
An eternal geyser of bubbly memories
comes out when you least expect it.
To see you in your sleep again
would be my time
to say goodbye to you
and every inch that i used to love
Lets say goodbye, head to toe
© Liza Lindmark
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