Temptations

I'm Ella. I like apples and I don't always give in to temptations.

This day

P.S- She coudn't wait another day for the captain of her heart.

Tenderly

The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly
The trembling trees embraced the breeze tenderly
Then you and I came wandering by
And lost in a sigh were we
The shore was kissed by sea and mist tenderly
I can't forget how two hearts met breathlessly
Your arms opened wide and closed me inside
You took my lips, you took my love so tenderly

Listening : http://youtu.be/ISnrLn4LnZs

Come what may

It all revolves around you
And there's no mountain too high
No river too wide
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side
Storm clouds may gather
And stars may collide
But I love you until the end of time

P.S- Must be good looking undressed.

She runs runs runs

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell I'm doing here?
I don't belong here

She's running out the door
She's running out
She runs runs runs

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here



It leaves no doubt

The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.  

 Henry Miller

You are my every thought.

Na sombra cúmplice do quarto,
Ao contacto das minhas mãos lentas
A substância da tua carne
Era a mesma que a do silêncio.
Do silêncio musical, cheio
De sentido místico e grave,
Ferindo a alma de um enleio
Mortalmente agudo e suave.
Ah, tão suave e tão agudo!
Parecia que a morte vinha…
Era o silêncio que diz tudo
O que a intuição mal advinha.
É o silêncio da tua carne.
da tua carne de âmbar, nua,
Quase a espiritualizar-se
Na aspiração de mais ternura.

Manuel Bandeira


Too shy to say

You make me smile
You make me sing
You make me feel good everything
You bring me up
When I've been down
This only happens when you're around

And I can't go on this way...
With it stronger every day...
But being too shy to say
That I really love you...

I wanna fly
Away with you
Until there's nothing more for us to do
I wanna be
More than a friend
Until the end of an endless end

And I can't go on this way...
With it stronger every day...
But being too shy to say
That I really love you...

And I can't go on this way...
Feelin' it stronger every day...
But being too shy to say
That I really love you
Ohh.. ooh...
I... do...

Love is

Love is hard and unyielding as hell.

P.S- And I miss you so much.

Thats how it should be.

Snow white said when I was young,
"One day my prince will come."
So I wait for that date.
They say its hard to meet your match,
Find my better half.
So we make perfect shapes.
If stars don't align,
If it doesn't stop time,
If you cant see the sign,
Wait for it.
One hundred percent,
With every penny spent.
He'll be the one that,
Finishes your sentences.
If it's not like the movies,
Thats how it should be.
When he's the one,
He'll come undone,
And my world will stop spinning,
And thats just the beginning.
'Cause I know you're out there,
And your, your love came for me.
It's a crazy idea that you were made,
Perfectly for me you'll see.

In my secret life

I saw you this morning.
You were moving so fast.
Can’t seem to loosen my grip
On the past.
And I miss you so much.
There’s no one in sight.
And we’re still making love
In My Secret Life.

P.S - Flora, uma divindade de origem idílica que nasce fora do Pantheon Grego.

In Memoriam

Júlio Resende

1917 – 2011

I'm in it with you

What could have made her peaceful with a mind
That nobleness made simple as a fire,
With beauty like a tightened bow, a kind
That is not natural in an age like this,
Being high and solitary and most stern?

[Yeats]

I wait, Darling, I wait

Love is a spark, lost in the dark too soon, too soon
I feel wherever I go that tomorrow is near, tomorrow is here and always too soon

It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to

“Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery - celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to.”   

Jim Jarmusch

Just a kiss

lyin’ here with you so close to me
it’s hard to fight these feelings when it feels so hard to breathe
caught up in this moment
caught up in your smile
i’ve never opened up to anyone
so hard to hold back when i’m holding you in my arms
we don’t need to rush this
let’s just take this slow
just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight
just a touch in the fire burning so bright
and i don’t want to mess this thing up
i don’t want to push too far
just a shot in the dark that you just might
be the one i’ve been waiting for my whole life
so baby i’m alright, with just a kiss goodnight

i know that if we give this a little time
it will only bring us closer to the love we wanna find
it’s never felt so real, no it’s never felt so right
just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight
just a touch in the fire burning so bright
and i don’t want to mess this thing up
i don’t want to push too far
just a shot in the dark that you just might
be the one i’ve been waiting for my whole life
so baby i’m alright, with just a kiss goodnight
no i don’t want to say goodnight
i know it’s time to leave, but you’ll be in my dreams

tonight

just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight
just a touch in the fire burning so bright
and i don’t want to mess this thing up
i don’t want to push too far
just a shot in the dark that you just might
be the one i’ve been waiting for my whole life
so baby i’m alright, oh, let’s do this right, with just a kiss goodnight
with a kiss goodnight

kiss goodnight

Something I should know

Just because I'm busy doesn't mean I don't love you.

P.S- Pick me. Choose me. Love me.

Oh, darling I need you.

What we want most is bad for us, we know.

I'm still awake.

You're in my head.

I smile.

You're still in my head.

Get out of my head.

I think of your lips.

I'm tired.

You.You.You.

I get ready for work.

I finally fall asleep.

P.S- My fears,anxieties and reflections.



I want to be your living fantasy tonight

Cos, so far, you've got me falling.

nine eleven.

"íamos naqueles aviões, nos dois lados daqueles aviões. o resto é História, o modo como a História regista o que nos vai dentro."

Mad about you

Feel the vibe,
feel the terror,
feel the pain
It's driving me insane
I can't fake
For God's sake, why am I driving in the wrong lane?
Trouble is my middle name
But in the end I'm not too bad
Can someone tell me if it's wrong to be so mad about you?

Mad about you,
Mad...

Are you the fishy wine who will give me a headache in the morning
or just a dark blue land mine that will explode without a decent warning?
Give me all your true hate and I'll translate it in our bed
into never seen passion, never seen passion
That is why I am so mad about you

Mad about you,
Mad...

Trouble is your middle name
But at the end you're not too bad
Can someone tell me if it's wrong to be so mad about you?

Mad about you

Give me all your true hate and I'll translate it in our bed
into never seen passion
That is why I am so mad about you

Mad about you


[P.S- You make my dopamine levels go all silly.]



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Sei da me

"Posso explicar uma porção de coisas, mas não posso explicar a mim mesma.”

[Alice in Wonderland]

A Piece of My Heart

I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby, (break a..)
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah. (have a..)
Hey! Have another little piece of my heart now, baby, yeah.
You know you got it if it makes you feel good,
Oh yes indeed.

For my Darling

Love me tender,love me sweet,

Never let me go...

And I'm always here for you....

P.S- So cute :)

Não te Fies do Tempo nem da Eternidade

Não te fies do tempo nem da eternidade
que as nuvens me puxam pelos vestidos,
que os ventos me arrastam contra o meu desejo.
Apressa-te, amor, que amanhã eu morro,
que amanhã morro e não te vejo!

Não demores tão longe, em lugar tão secreto,
nácar de silêncio que o mar comprime,
ó lábio, limite do instante absoluto!
Apressa-te, amor, que amanhã eu morro,
que amanhã morro e não te escuto!

Aparece-me agora, que ainda reconheço
a anêmona aberta na tua face
e em redor dos muros o vento inimigo...
Apressa-te, amor, que amanhã eu morro,
que amanhã morro e não te digo...

Cecília Meireles, in 'Retrato Natural'

P.S- Gosto de sentir as tuas mãos na minha pele e de quando me arrepias.



Stay close, don't go

The everything in.

On what wings dare he aspire?

I miss you

Sometimes I miss you so much the sadness consumes me. It hits me in waves, some small, some overpowering. So overpowering that they threaten to pull me under. Some days I’m strong enough to fight it. But there are days when I’m not. And I’m there, in this sea of my own sadness, my own hurt, my own pain.

P.S- We kiss.Though it is the same as before,it isn't the same at all.

What do you mean "think of someone"? I mean, forget it

"Capítulo: A carta de amor

Freud
O que quer dizer “pensar em alguém”? Quer dizer: esquecê-lo (sem esquecimento a vida é impossível) e despertar frequentemente desse esquecimento. Por associação, muitas coisas te trazem para o meu discurso. “Pensar em você” não que dizer nada mais que esta metonímia. Porque, em si, esse pensamento é vazio: eu não te penso; simplesmente te faço voltar (na mesma proporção que esqueço). É essa forma (esse ritmo) que chamo de “pensamento”: nada tenho para te dizer, a não ser que esse nada, é para você que digo:

Goethe
“Porque recorri novamente à escritura?
Não é preciso, querida, fazer pergunta tão evidente,
Porque, na verdade, nada tenho para te dizer;
Entretanto tuas mãos queridas receberão este papel.”

(Roland Barthes in: Fragmentos de um discurso amoroso)

Like a teardrop

Maybe I'll just place my hands over you

I can't be the same thing to you now
I'm just gone, just gone
How could I say goodbye
How could I say goodbye
Goodbye



That exciting feeling you get...

...When you think about going "into the wild".

I only want you

I'm with you.