Your guarded heart is a mystery.

And I'm an elephant -

In a china shop.

A mouse, built to government specifications.

An ape tinkerer,

Taking the world apart -

To see how it works.

I'm all about finesse,

Allusions, and metaphor...

Sophisticated conversations -

On quantum computing,

And blues...

Right?

Who am I kidding?!

I can't keep my hands off,

Or my mouth ( Read more... )

It must be good to be a Cat, -

Out there on the prowl.

Nobody knows just where you are,

What do you do, with who, how long,

Or when will you return...
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Ты Волна -
Я частица.
Вечная суперпозиция...
Ты помнишь прошлое -
Я смотрю только вперёд.

Если мы совпадаем по фазе -
Случаются либо цунами,
Либо цепные реакции.
Ты гасишь мой Ветер,
Я толкаю тебя вдаль.

Наша жизнь -
Бесконечный обмен зарядами...
Ты меня притягиваешь,
Я тебя отталкиваю.
Равновесие.

Кто у кого в орбите?

Did you ever hear the theory of the universe?
Where every time you make a choice,
A brand new planet gets created?

Did you ever hear that theory?
Does it carry any sense?
That a choice can split the world in two,
Or is it all just too immense for you?

That they all exist in parallel ( Read more... )

Say hello to Piano for me.
Stroke him gently,
And make him moan -
Soar, conquer...
Tumble and fall.

Tangle, and trickle in silvery tongues.
Make him proud -
For he is with you,
He gives you wings.
And his "royal" title goes well with these things.

Say hello. To him, -
Make him your friend.
As it must be frustrating...
To be where he stands.
In a secret room, ( Read more... )

Freedom scares.
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The last 10 minutes on approach are the worst.

Mind races, body aches and the heart hurts.

I did my homework - I have watched all what we've agreed...

Conclusion: terrifying, need to sleep.

We land in 6, arrival in 15, -

Resolve of mine is gone, I'll never win.

I'll ever be unable to convey,

The real things i wanted to explain.

25 January 2017

Sri Lanka ( Read more... )

When I was about 9 or 10 - someone gave me a Rubik cube.
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21 white roses - one for each item that sits on the list that you’ve given me.
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Я пошел читать свой вот этот журнал.

Как обычно искал стихи.

Тут много записей под замком - совсем приватных, никогда никому не показанных.

Я все надеялся их дописать потом, да только Время все планы - смазало.

Это все прошлое - то же самое прошлое, которое страшно бередить опять.

Мне очень хочется прочесть их с тобой.

Это история. Наша история.

Мне ( Read more... )