dijous, d’agost 27, 2009

Tinc una cançoneta al cap...

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I wanna do bad things with you.

When you came in the air went out.
And every shadow filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.

I'm the kind to sit up in his room.
Heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue.
I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.

When you came in the air went out.
And all those shadows there filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.
Ow, ooh.

I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.

dijous, d’agost 20, 2009

Fragmentar-me


Aquesta nit voldria allunyar-me de mi mateixa
desfer-me en mil bocins
flotant enmig de l'espai
i retrovar-me amb la meva definició,
un inmens forat negre,
un buit profund
enmig de la bellesa sideral.
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dissabte, d’agost 08, 2009

Fugida cap a el Mar Roig





El dolç plaer té un preu.
Protegida per la lluna negra, Lilith,
escapa del paradís mesopotànic.
Buscarà fins a la fi dels temps
gotes de llet dels llençols per alimentar la seva luxúria.
La seva perversió mai més tindrà límits,
serà lliure per sempre més entre la foscor.