ELEVEN SHOES IN THE SKY

Monday, May 25, 2009
First Love

So little to say but so much time,
despite my empty mouth the words are in my mind.
Please wear the face, the one where you smile,
because you lighten up my heart when I start to cry.

Forgive me first love, but I’m tired.
I need to get away to feel again.
Try to understand why, don’t get so close to change my mind.
Please wipe that look out of your eyes, it’s bribing me to doubt myself;
simply, it’s tiring.

This love has dried up and stayed behind,
and if I stay I’ll be alive,
then choke on words I’d always hide.
Excuse me first love, but we’re through.
I need to taste the kiss from someone knew.

Forgive me first love, but I’m too tired.
I’m bored to say the least and I, I lack desire

Forgive me first love
Forgive me first love
Forgive me first love



Posted at 09:15 pm by dugongidae
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My name is no one and everyone (plagiating Borges words of wisdom). Born and raised in cities, never on hinterlands. Speak to me about the mountains, clouds and sky, and I will reply you with wide smile and unblinking eyes. Talk to me about dew, flowers and puppies, and I will say: "please, please please just give me one!"

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