Tag: love

Trascendenza

I didn’t dream because dreams were far fetched.
You came to fulfill my dreams.
So, I didn’t feel awkward of being ordinary.
You made my ordinary life wonderful.

I didn’t wait because waiting was for fools.
You came to me making yourself a fool.
So, I didn’t feel guilty of being impatient.
You made me see that I was worth waiting for.

Non ho sognato perché i sogni erano inverosimili.
Sei venuto per realizzare i miei sogni.
Quindi, non mi sentivo a disagio per essere normale.
Hai reso meravigliosa la mia vita ordinaria.

Non ho aspettato perché l’attesa era per gli sciocchi.
Sei venuto da me facendoti ridere.
Quindi, non mi sentivo in colpa per essere impaziente.
Mi hai fatto capire che valeva la pena aspettare.

Wound

I know there is a wound left
close but not open
I know it is there
but it does not hurt
It has to be very very quiet
when I notice the shadow of it
I only know it is there
becuase you have been nursing it
there is so much care you give
it is oozing out love
from that wound

Shift in the Air

I am wrapped in a little turquoise bubble
with lung full of love filled aqua air
breathing out golden bright sunflowers
lighting up the October azure sky
late Summer surrenders to tangerine charm
so does our love to Autumn’s charisma

Ocean Spring

A Collaboration of Cassa and Lucy

dark clouds gather overhead as the rolling thunder
sets my soul on fire
lightning brings about the spark 
I longed to ignite our flame 

overflowing in the depths of my tempestuous heart 
my inner sense of desire
yearning for the calm waves to wash over me 

ever so gentle rhythmic in unison with my heart beat
the lull of your breathing brings about 
a peaceful and serene plateau of joyous abandonment 

your voice, so quiet and sublime
echos in the distance far from silent ears
nothing measures up to the peace you grant me
the gentle trickle spring you let in 
in painstaking patience
nourishes my weathered heart

unbeknown to you
the frozen particles in my being thaw in your presence
you are the heart and soul of my universe 
your spring overflows my cup 

A Woman with Few Words

There are riches within me
that may not surface in words
Words I utter often in solo, acoustic or quietened sound
Sound is such a gravitating instrument
An instrument appeal to particular ears

There are many dialogues in my head
I swim in my own head and thoughts
never feel the need to voice them
They are neither crazy nor important natured
I enjoy organising them internally in the space between my ears

When I do get to say them aloud
they are simple and in plain languages
that I am sure the audience cannot mistake their meanings or weight
If I use the minimum amount of words in the most simple form
then there is little misunderstanding
and little chance to be twisted

If I say
‘I love you’
and it means simply that in the most weighty way

Rebuilt Hearts

Love manifests in a force of connection
The burning of passion gives off a campfire comfort
It is peace I adore in the deep forest of life
The evergreen thrives in a dim rustic old farmhouse
where we build our light filled home with callus hands

My Happy Place

I used to take long drives to see the ocean
and let the waves saturate me with calmness

I used to hike to the top of the lookout
and let the sunrise bathe me in hope

I used to cuddle a soft pillow to sleep
and let the dreams tell me the future

Then,
I fell into your arms
where all my desires were sated
where my heart was nestled in
my happy place

I Did I Do I Will

Did I give it all to all I loved?
I did!
That was the only way I knew how to love.

Do I believe love conquers all?
I do!
That is the only faith I hold fast.

Will I see the triumph of love ?
I will!
This is the only solemn pledge I will make to you.

Priority

She reached out her hand in the crowd
He took hold of it and won her heart

She was scared of the honeymoon syndrome
One day he would stop holding her hand
Especially on days that she was drowning
He would be too busy to lift her up

To her surprise
He was always there next to her
His fingers interwove hers
Till his hands were wrinkled and cold
When he took his last breath
She had remained his priority
Since the day he saw her in the crowd

Overambitious Love

A collaboration with Benjamin Grossman https://benjamin-grossman.com

Her emerald beauty circled his upright being
She stretched her sublime allure to capture the snow
He felt the weight in totality
It exceeded what he could possibly endure

Most days there was a smokey haze between them
And this fog formed uneven walls
With tiny openings just wide enough
To let toxic fumes leak through

In desperation,
she let out her slow poison
He turned himself inside out to survive
But was never the same man as before
Nor she the same woman

They had interwoven
like a tree wrapped in vines
They wanted to thrive under any conditions
That’s what all lovers long to do
Tragically they couldn’t harness the moonlight
Nor grow within the embers of dying flames