Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Let me
Let me touch your skin
And feel its softness
Let me whisper in your ears
Words you long to hear
Let me look in your eyes
and see the reflection of mine
Let me hear your heart beat
together with mine
Let me do things
you wonder
Let me take you
To a land of imaginary beings
You and me
Let me not waste time
With useless lines
Which make no sense
or have no rhyme
Let me just be myself
Italy, July 15, 2009, on the way to Pisa.
© Angelo Freire
And feel its softness
Let me whisper in your ears
Words you long to hear
Let me look in your eyes
and see the reflection of mine
Let me hear your heart beat
together with mine
Let me do things
you wonder
Let me take you
To a land of imaginary beings
You and me
Let me not waste time
With useless lines
Which make no sense
or have no rhyme
Let me just be myself
Italy, July 15, 2009, on the way to Pisa.
© Angelo Freire

Sunday, July 12, 2009
darkness
you go and run away
You find your quiet place
Now you play and stay
No one can see you
But darkness has eyes
it is out there seeking you
Now that it’s found you
You finally surrender
Darkness is not that frightening
If you open your eyes
you can see in the dark
and breathe, and live
and your heart beats
and you feel the blood in your veins
What happened to you
you were afraid
Now you throw yourself into the arms of darkness?
Lisbon, July 12, 2009.
© Angelo Freire
You find your quiet place
Now you play and stay
No one can see you
But darkness has eyes
it is out there seeking you
Now that it’s found you
You finally surrender
Darkness is not that frightening
If you open your eyes
you can see in the dark
and breathe, and live
and your heart beats
and you feel the blood in your veins
What happened to you
you were afraid
Now you throw yourself into the arms of darkness?
Lisbon, July 12, 2009.
© Angelo Freire
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