woman – satomipoema

But sometimes there were good times.

Okay, we didn’t work, and all

memories to tell the truth aren’t good.

Love was good. I loved your crooked sleep

beside me and never dreamed afraid.There should be stars for great wars like ours.

– Sandra Cisneros – from “One Last Poem for Richard” My Wicked Wicked Ways

Poetry does not want adepts, it wants lovers.

– Federico García Lorca –

I got my heart but my heart’s no good

You’re the only one that’s understood …

The more I give to you the more I die …

The arrow goes straight through my heart …

My blood just wants to say hello to you

My soul is so afraid to realize

How very little there is left of me

And I want you

You are the perfect drug

Take me with you

Without you everything just falls apart

It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=eB8ioziDZGM

Nine Inch Nails – The Perfect Drug … Without You …

His heart is the rhythm, mine is the echo.

– A. Zavarelli, Echo –

Amo como ama o amor. Não conheço nenhuma outra razão para amar senão amar. Que queres que te diga, além de que te amo, se o que quero dizer-te é que te amo?

– Fernando Pessoa –

I loved you a long time ago, you know

Where the winds own forget-me-nots blow

But I just couldn’t let myself go

Not knowing what on earth there was to know …

The night is young

Why are we so hung

in each others’ chains?

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ChyBuKMDwIk

This Mortal Coil – Another Day

When you love someone

You’re like a child at play

And when you need someone

It’s such a lonely play …

When you want someone

It’s neither here nor there

And when you need someone

The pain’s too much to bear …

When you want someone

You look and think how nice

And when you need someone

You feel like you’re gonna die

But you can be so happy …

Oh, stars come out tonight

And shine so very bright …

When you love someone

I love someone …

– chic – When you love someone

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vVj-BA0Zufk

– Elizabeth Fraiser – At last I am free

Joy is a mystery because it can happen anywhere, anytime, even under the most unpromising circumstances, even in the midst of suffering, with tears in its eyes….

– Frederick Buechner –