Monday, July 25, 2011

c.a.m.p. fruit salad with blackberries

time to be heard
with blue colors
i felt seen like no other time before
i felt sad 
i felt joy
            amywinehouse died
            we can still have our souls
we love to go to the 'other' places
                                 in the forest
dancing, singing
with intensity and passion
like grieving for love
black souls we got 
shines at black light
black light is purple
we have got broken hearts
but we still remember how to make out with eyes
we show our souls
with the voice 
and the words.
and the body.
in in-tag(r)nation
my soul is old enough
but i can be young as a babe
little forrest fairy asked me
'you are not a little girl, are you? well, you look like one'
i am about to be born from words of patience
i feel so alive, i feel her pain
i feel her pain for real.
i saw her pain so deeply
in broken nights.
i saw it like an owl. 
i saw it in my soul.
i have been in love.
i have been hurt (from love)
i have been healed (by love)
i have been waiting (for love)
love
me
for
who

am.
because
i am for real.
i have been a gypsy bird.
i have sang when no one is around.
i have heard your words .
i have been there darling.
i have been lost in the forest
i have been lost on the streets of different cities in the world.
i have found my way except for the times i get lost.
amy could not find her way this time. 
this is a lot of drugs to take into your little body. your skinny tattooed bones.amy. 
your vulnerable shining soul. runs away from the stage lights. looking underneath of your skin. not looking ahead.  
we live in other's words.
forgive them for not being able to see the deepness of your silence. the scream of the meanings of your songs.
not everyone can see with bare eyes.
bare foot we touch the earth.
we can touch the sky
with the wings of raven feathers.
we dive into the river.
with/without our underwear.
life is perfect as it is. even more with coconut water. for the days that start with some whisky in the morning coffee.
we live till the end.
we die hundred times.
we dance with fire.
we dance in water.
we dance bare foot.
we dance to the music.
we dance to the present.
we dance for the stars.
we dance with passion.
we dance in the fog.
we dance till we sweat.
we dance alone.
we dance with strangers we know.
we dance eyes closed.
we dance to be.
we dance, we sing.
we dance to the beat.
we dance till we are no longer here.
we go there together.
as we get together, we become one.
we go back home.
we go together.
we bring back the wild in us.
for the sake of the night.
i slept alone.
in the same tent with another.
i become 'who'
time means nothing.
we do what we love.
we love whom we do it with.
we love in a forest we love
time is forever when we love.

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