martes

to your lovely head from your lovely head

domingo
15:15
22 grados

it starts in my belly
then up to my heart
into my mouth i can't keep it shut
do you recognize the smell
is that how you tell
us apart
i fool myself
to sleep and dream
nobody’s there
no-one but me
so cool
you're hardly there
why can't this be killing you
frankenstein would want your mind
your lovely head
your lovely head


anoche caminaba por corrientes a las 5 de la mañana

no podía ver más allá de mis ojos

me mirabas

me estabas mirando

eras vos

sin duda

gracias por la compañía

te extraño

demasiado

te extraño

gracias por mirarme