In some other room
We could be in love
But in this room
It’s just too tough
You’d have to leave her
I’d have to believe you
From the bottom of my heart I’d do nothing but kiss you
From the top of the moon I’d miss you
Up in the clouds, we’d stare at the stars
In some other world this night was all ours
Why can’t it be easy?
It’s been so long
I miss what I lost
But it’s already gone
Stealing kisses from the man, who gave birth to my scars
We flee from the place we all were born
But I’m not afraid to return to the war
What was love will be loss
But the rest will be found
Synch up with the sky and inherit the ground
For in this life there’s no telling what’s left
For in this life there’s no telling what’s next
The dances we do
The hearts that we loose
Just to believe and just to prove
It’s silly that time plays tricks on the mind
We try to perceive the ghosts through the wine
But just when we start to sink with the ships
The saline obliges to bend with our lips
The caverns are crossed, the waves are embossed
Her scent lifts you up through the towns you forgot
Remember this night
My love etched in your eyes
I felt your hands
Dancing patterns upon my thighs
Who knows what another coast will prove
That we should find love
Or that time is a fool
My heart is a ship that circles the tide
It wants to believe that love does not die
In Some Other Room
I Will Not Enter The Season With You
We will not speak of ex loves or travels to cities where words are lovingly lost and longer shadows are born.
I will not enter the season with you
Together we will speak of movies, books, music and friends you’ve met whose names you don’t know.
Poetic themes are hinted at, alluded to and given distant affection in the background of your imagination.
Occasionally your eyes will hold on me for enough time to feel like a wall in your heart has been broken;
but then it will be fastidiously built again and we will circle through this gray world together until one of us must leave it and then who knows...
But I like the experiences, the feelings, the uncertainty, the questions that are not answered.
On certain nights our hands loosely feel away from each other
Our breath like two cities, respectively moving from the center of water and light to find new homes on opposite shores of the small universe we momentarily lived in.
All that I had to lose stands before me and it isn’t so much.
But through the wants and vulnerable desires that leak across my heart I hear a voice just as pure…
