libère moi

" ... O eco do teu pensamento, suspirando como promessa ávida e profana, fere o inocente anseio de meu coração, que choraminga pela tua presença, quando é tão claro como água, que nunca pretendeste permanecer. Então humilho-me, sem ceder a vergonha que queima minha fronte, enquanto rogo-lhe, quase aos teus pés, que me abrace forte, que proteja-me do mal... E tu, com esse teu ar altivo, olhar afiado e língua impiedosa, afasta-se mais, impede-me de recorrer ao teu afago, de arredar-me em teu cheiro, apenas para que o pavor pare de tremular em meus ossos. Tu partes, para longe... E parte meu coração... E tudo o que resta, é a música de fundo, que segue ressoando, ao que a porta se fecha. ... "   Y. 23:48hs. 28/10/2019.

Sweet, a little selfish - Doce, um pouco egoísta "I like my boy, with all his silences and grumpy faces; feel his sweetness when he even know that he's being adorable and like to watch his expressions, when he's focused. I like my boy, even he hating physical contact when I love it the most; embracing him slowly, when he's to attentive on something to notice my arms around his waist or my chin on his shoulder. I like my boy, even though he loves more stay with his bed than with me; playing with his hair, while he fall asleep on my lap, peaceful. I love my boy, just the way he's. Even though sometimes, he acts like a fool selfish, I try to understand... And at the end, it's okay. After all, I can deal with him not wanting to share the chips with me. Isn't the end of the world, as long as we finish our silly fight with kisses on the cheeks and caresses on the belly." Y. 21:53hs. 27/10/2019.

You - Você " When I saw you, for the first time, I felt like universes where colliding inside of me... Making an explosion of shades, sounds and emotions. I were a blank screen, without colors or nuances of light and shadow. It was flat, opaque, without relief or slots. I was sad. Growing up with a broken heart and a tired soul, so exausted of see my efforts being ruinned by the greed and cruelty of people too insensitive to see beyond what their eyes can see, so lonely, so silent... But then you appeared...  Wrapped by a aura of acceptance, respect and understanding, emanating softness, kindness and care. You sheltered me in your arms without my body touching yours... Wrapped my soul in your warm, protective embrace, tearing me from all the evils... You were the light that erased the blindness of my tired eyes. Was you, only you. The air, driving away the dense clouds, the light, illuminating the shadows, the sound, giving meaning to silence... Was you... Only y...

"I'm standing here, right in front the mirror ; the reflection of your pretty eyes keep making my poor heart  shivering , displeased with the farewell ... My pulsation gets lower every second passing, and I don't even care if it's becoming hard to breathe. Maybe, that's my fate , end up alone, surrounded by the sharp silence and by emptiness. There's no more escape, salvation or hope for me; I dug myself the grave that now suffocates me slowly, as a constant whisper, reminding me that loving you was more lethal than being quickly and painlessly poisoned . The words leaving the small  red button on angelic face, sounds attractive and deceptive , like a kiss of death, swallowing my existence, little by little, irrevocably . Yes, I still here... At the same place you left me. I keep watching the reflection in the mirror, without recognize the person behind me. I see his eyes, nose, lips, smile, expression... Looking so familiar, but also,  cat...

"We run, so much, far away and above. We ran from the past that seemed buried, but it wasn't. We cry we shout loud and clear. We think that the solutions would be permanent, when they were just fleeting. We pass, but the chaos stayed. And everything has changed, transformed in ashes and forgetfulness." Y. 00:20hs. 25/10/2019.

" We used to be connected, just like if we were linked, by many invisible loops, that keeps us in perfect sync , but... For some time now, I've been feeling that something is not as it was before... Okay, I assume, since the beginning , I was the one who keep asking for, searching and trying new forms of interaction; I was just like a satellite , continually orbiting around you, while you keep just being the Sun of my days... For some reason, things changed. I don't know how, why or when this happened, but it did, and I'm so sorry for this. Cause I feel that we aren't connected the way we used to be... Our sync don't sound as organic as it used to be, our conversations and viewpoints became so opposites that sometimes, I fear it... I fear of how we became strangers for each other and we not even realized that... It's sad , but it's true. I'm sorry if it sounds dramatic , but I'm just trying to understand where, w...

" Your breath are trembling, like the red flame of the candle; Your eyes are sparks, like fractals of divine eras.. Sighs & solfeggio , your tongue is dancing with the secrets you told me, while your body, moving smooth like smoke in air, like drops on a glass; secrets , those ones I'll never reveal; Palpitation & thrill , he skin is burning, flaming , ardent, with the purest profane desire.. You know it's close, losing mind, forgetting shame.. Rivers are flowing, but we keep drowning and loving. And hoping. And losing... My eyes are closed, but I still can see; my eyes are closed but my heart is deeply wide open... My eyes are closed, but I still can feel you looking at me, appreciating, admiring , wishing, lusting . Oh no, babe... Don't look at me this way... You know that who plays with fire , ends up burning, but... You like it, uh?! You like to get burned. You like the pain & pleasure , seducing towar...

슬픔 - Tristeza Sweet as honey, deep as the ocean, colorful as sunset, poisonous as feel.. All, all, all is pretty; lie, behind lies, it's true, but nothing gives me clues of the way... Don't walk away, I want you to stay and assist the mess you made... Everything is ending, fading, dying... Painful, muggy, lonely. It's broken and sad, and there's no one here.. I'm falling, no regrets, but always condemning my silly self... In front of the end, afraid, but not surprised; I'm in front of the abyss, but... Not all alone... Cause you're here. About to jump, with you... Y. 23:18hs. 22/10/2019.

사랑은 어떻게 생겼는지 - Como o amor se Parece How love looks like? Sometimes, it's kind and caring.. Sometimes is kinda rude, scary. Sometimes, love is mysterious, a hidden secret, but sometimes, is just a little kid, too afraid of the monsters. How does love looks like? Sometimes, he has shiny big blue eyes, but usually, his small brown eyes sparks more than stars. Sometimes, he smiles easily, but normally, he's always look bored. How love looks like? Sometimes, he's peace. Sometimes, just war. But in every little moment, is the love of my life. Y. 21:53hs. 19/10/2019.

"... It's because sometimes, everything looks so hard and unfair, that give up seems so more easy then just keep trying. It's tiring, painful and exhausting. But we keep going... We keep going, cause we're too afraid of fail, and give up is worse than fail, so we keep going... Just waiting that all the efforts we put in our actions, one day, show that they were worth it. ..." Y. 00:33hs. 19/10/2019. 

Eternità - Eternidade Chapter 0 Two souls , shining separately, but united by boundless love. Separated for miles away and yet, so close to each other. Living different lives, in different worlds; cultures, traditions and social systems. One from the land of the sun , the other, from the land of the moon . Two souls, experiencing opposite experiences, colors, flavors and nuances... But no matter where they were, at noon or midnight, they involve themselves, like aurora borealis in a heavenly ballet, resonating the purest love song ever heard on this earth. Cadences and staccatos, syncopations and decreasing... All rhythmic, in perfect harmony. They were mortal, but their connection was ethereal. Made of star dust, from their parallel universes converged in one place, to become one. From the stars, to the earth... A love story without borders. Y. 20:13hs. 08/10/2019. 

The love you Deserve - O amor que você Merece Watching you standing, alone, silent; thinking about mistakes and fails, gains and losses, peaks and falls, nothing this belongs to you. Growing pains and anxiety, exhausted, tired of so much thinking and fighting. A heart throbbing, hopeful, just trying to find a path that confirms all the hard work; it still worth it. Rising lights, highest than skyscrapers, just waiting a moment, a sign. Perfect harmonies, in contrast to the shadows, involving with magic, the only certain of life... But you still can't see, you're self-blinding! Can't see your value, your light... Can't watch the stars bowing to their brightness, their glory, their splendor... But you can't see... You're eyes are wide open, but they still so cloudy, blurry. They can't see... But you can hear me. So listen. Hey! I'm screaming from above the clouds... Don't listen the mirror... It's lying to you! It isn...

It's funny how my all my lines became curves when I collided with you; interesting how all the shades smudged with a single touch, like a teardrop in a written paper. Funny how the grunts magically converted in symphonies, in a snap of fingers; curious how big the eyes stay with just a simple smirk. It's funny how I used my time thinking 'bout us, when the 'us' never existed, not for real. Funny how so many love songs could be molded in any of our situations. Funny how it has never been funny... It's sad watch a feeling so pure and lofty, becoming dirty and worn out, based on so much unloving, contempt and disappointment. Painful is watch a heart, that just belonged to one person, become so broken that forgotten his only real function: beating. Now, I'm in front of my past. There's no more mercy on my bones, no more affection or hope, there's just emptiness. I still can listen your voice, singing that old song we used to say that was ours, b...

In the hands of love - Nas mãos do amor In the hands of love, I learned how to be patient, kind and welcoming. In the hands of love, I learned how to be loyal, attentive and respectful. In the hands of love, I saw the good, the beauty and the goodness. In the hands of love, I saw the generosity, the complacency and the justice. In the hands of love, I saw myself growing believing, hoping, trusting. In the hands of love, I saw no limits, no judgment, no lies. In the hands of love, I found peace... In the hands of love, I was infinite.  Y. 19:27hs. 04/10/2019.

Mon ange Blanc - Meu anjo Branco Your alb skin, soft as a miracle on Christmas day, translating my passion through you curves, blazing my purest love in each small relief, just as a dream, just as a bless... Suddenly, your eyes became bigger than universes colliding, brighter than solar deaths, hottest than sunny luminosity... Perfectly, matching points and wins, with every little scribble, groove, draft of mine, with every tear, smile or whisper. We combine together... As chaos and lull, day and night, hot and cold. The right junction of what was, is, and can be. We're reflections of the universes we have inside us... And we overflowed.. everywhere.. and our essence fragmented, making of us, universes bigger then we was at the beginning... And I never saw anything prettier than the light of your universe... Y. 20:17hs. 03/10/2019.