felicidade em cor

e nada
nessa vida se compara

a ser dona
dessa sorte rara

de te chamar
de meu amor

E#

quítame la ropa
y el aire,
bésame la boca
y caete
EN MÍ
que te quiero
como las sábanas
en el invierno.

cuélgate en mis besos
ámame cerca y lejos,
pero quédate la noche
POR MÍ
que te quiero;
y del día no tengas celos
pues me iluminas la mañana
más qu'el cielo.

toma mi cuerpo
y no me digas adiós
sino "ya vuelvo",
pues te extraño cuando te vas,
te espero regresar
A MÍ
que te quiero
y por tí,
me quedo.

slam poetry #4

she's a nice girl with a beautiful smile
and you look so happy together, you do
I can't help but think that we shouldn't
be sneaking around like fools
but I can't stay away from you

and I know too well how it feels
to be cheated on;
to have you heart ripped out
and stepped on;
and I also know the names they'll call me
if they find out
— slut, liar, whore —
but I can't stay away from you

and it's not that I need you
because I don't
it's not that I'm in love with you
because I'm not
maybe it's not knowing what draws me to you
that keeps me coming back for more, well
maybe
but I can't stay away from you

and I didn't start it
you didn't start it, truth is
we both started it
and I don't know what it is that makes us
always start it
but we can't blame alcohol anymore
it has been too many times
and though it's never been right

I can't stay away from you.

tua.

pode me chamar de puta
se te ajuda a esquecer

que o preço que você pagou
não foi pelos beijos, olhares
ou noites de amor


foi por me perder

piscina.

quando te vejo eu lembro,
menina,
do teu beijo,
naquele dia —
possuída
sussurrando meu nome;
se fazendo de minha
menina —

teu corpo balançando na água
e a água do teu corpo
em mim
confesso,
menina:
o universo parecia pouco
pra uma paixão assim.